Back then there was no GPS so he had to follow paper maps and sometimes ask people for directions to get to the attractions. Also, my father never liked to drive during the night, so he always tried to find a place to spend the night before it got dark.
My father was looking so hard to find the historical “Castle DimDim.” Castle DimDim was built in the pre-Islamic period and was rebuilt in 1609. The Castle is located on top of mount DimDim in West Azarbaijan Province of Iran and had a historical battle story between the Kurdish and Safavid Empire.
We got lost trying to find the Castle and day passed its light to dark so fast.
There was not a single light other than the light of our three cars.
Not even a single car passed by which made it scary. We drove very slowly while my uncles’ cars followed us. We didn’t dare to stop and communicate with our family group in other cars as there were no cell phones back then.
We just drove to find hope somewhere. The road wound around a mountain with lots of sharp turns. Driving in the darkness in such a road made it more dreadful.
After hours of very slow and careful driving, we were all tired and hungry when we saw some lantern light on the left side of the road. My Dad turned toward the light without any hesitation.
Some faraway villages didn’t have electricity in those days and unfortunately, this hamlet was one of them.
We drove close to the light. It was a small house with three small steps to a little entrance of two tiny rooms, one was the kitchen and the other one was their bedroom and living room. An old man and old woman were sitting on a small carpet on the front porch. My Dad explained our situation and asked for a shelter for the night.
The old man said: “I don’t have a place inside to offer, but you guys are welcome to sleep in the front yard and can leave towards your destination in the morning.”
My father was so happy to hear that and thanked him and with some candle lights, we spread the carpets on the cement floor and slept on them.
When we woke up early in the morning, and now that we could see clearly. We realized that we were sleeping in a cemetery.
And those old couples were the attendants of the cemetery. We just thanked the couple and ran away.
We never said a word in our lifetime about it and left the story behind.
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