Out on a night of Muharram there are strange contraptions built on top of vehicles which are driven around almost like parade floats, replacing the hand carried lighting used 1,300 years ago or only a hundred years ago. Florescent lights of all colors illuminate these things while feather dusters and other trinkets hang from them for decoration. Snapshots from the car as they are not to be photographed.
Sprawling 1,000 year old citadel. They said it was deserted but there was a guy guarding a door inside as if he lived there. Further in the dark spaces seemed to hold someone or something; twilight approached and it was too risky to explore every twist and turn.