People in Zardaly grow up and live only to the sound of birds and donkeys. There are no cars, no radios, no TV, no mechanical sounds. There are no roads, just paths. You really go back in time.
But that's not the biggest deal about Zardaly.
It is about the people. And how amazingly friendly they are. Their homes, and their hearts are always open here. And the apricots… oh, the apricots! We visited during harvest time. There were carpets of apricots left everywhere to dry. These Zardaly apricots are so sweet, so full of sugar and sun.