I had seen many beau­ti­ful pic­tures of the gold­en desert town. Espe­cial­ly of the lake with a beau­ti­ful­ly built back­drop. After I had checked in con­tent­ed­ly in a new, but on old made hotel, I wan­dered off to a first explo­ration tour. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, the water in the lake was a bit scarce and so the pic­tures in my head had lit­tle to do with reality.

The next day I went to the fortress, which rose majes­ti­cal­ly above the city. The city cen­ter up there sur­prised me with a mul­ti­tude of mys­te­ri­ous alleys, ornate worked hous­es and a small palace. The very spe­cial atmos­phere of this place in the desert was real­ly mag­i­cal and so I just let myself drift away.

In the evening, on the beau­ti­ful roof ter­race togeth­er with the restau­rant of the hotel, I felt a deep sat­is­fac­tion. Here in this seclu­sion I liked it and I had the desire to stay a lit­tle longer or to absolute­ly want to come back again. The young chef was try­ing his best and was prepar­ing fan­tas­tic food in his tiny kitchen on the roof. As night fell and the muezzin sound­ed exem­plary beau­ti­ful and I looked soul­ful­ly at the city and fortress, I knew that this should have been one of the most beau­ti­ful stops of the trip.

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