4 years on a bike

>>> Shiraz segment 05:03

I am sailing by bicycle on Iranian roads and meet a man who leaves me a visit card with the city of Shiraz. "Drop in once." After two weeks I come to the indicated place but I am convinced that I have mistaken the address because I see a public building or art center in the park. When I want to leave, the gate opens and see a friend on the background of cosmic architecture with an area of ​​700sqm. I didn't know that he is a millionaire, a tire sales tycoon. So I drink milk from a camel and eat food only from organic stores listening to a waterfall that flows from the second floor to the ground floor in one of his houses. When we go shopping and ask me what I want, I answer that everything what is most expensive. When I burn his kettle, I don't say 'I'm sorry' even and he doesn't ask what happened. It's a small amount, and the conversation would cast a shadow on our friendship.