On our rest day in Tabriz, I went to the bazaar. The huge market is in a building with elaborate tiled ceilings. You can buy pretty much anything there, including some pretty strange carpets. The Iranians apparently really like sparkly shoes and gold jewellery.
At night, I took a cable car to the top of a nearby mountain overlooking the city. We watched the sunset from the top.
In the taxi on the way back to the hotel, we were racing along the highway with a wedding party. In Iran, that means lots of people hanging out of car windows.
On the way into town, we saw an overpass with beautiful mosaics on it.