Arg E Jadid Kerman

We had a great time in Kerman. It is frequently left off the itineraries of most travelers who visit Iran but it has some excellent things to see. We also met a great local man and were hosted by his family for 3 nights, experiencing the best of Iranian hospitality. The Kerman bazaar is one of the best in Iran and within the complex are excellent examples of caravanserai, medressa and bath-house typologies (sorry ...

... When I did manage to get something that was for the most part devoid of bones and gristle, it was often close to unpalatable - which is really saying something given my generous and forgiving taste buds! Talking of food, I sat in my dinner last night! We managed to get hold of some 9% beer and a bottle of vodka, which the four of us drank before wobbling across ...

Destination 73: km63'523 Das Wichtigste erledigt, jedoch im Hotel so schlecht geschlafen, dass ich sehr uebermuedet bin. Erste Longdistance- Fahrt um an Trip Taftan-Quetta in Pakistan zu gewoehnen. Nacht in Kerman. XXXXX The most important work done but slept so bad that I feel very tired. First long-distance-ride to get practice for the drive Taftan-Quetta. Night in Kerman.

... old ruins of a mud village surrounded by 5 metre walls. Than I met my tour guide at Mohan and was in the desert a couple of hours before sunset. I walked around and hiked up some interesting hills carved by erosion. It is so peaceful there. All I could hear were my own foot steps cracking the toasted ground. We (other 3 tourists, a driver and the guide) were supposed to spend the night in the desert but due to security ...

... we have seen this before. We pulled up at the terminal, another Extremist pointed out our bus for us and Lucy went to claim our seats whilst I put the bags under the bus. Just as we split up, we both saw an Extremist woman in our seats, and Lucy was in no mood to take ****, so she was going to be kicked off. Once I had done my part, the bus boy pointed at my seat numbers and we agreed that 5-6 were ours. While I was putting the bags under, Lucy encountered the Extremist. She ...

... and he confirmed the seat numbers. 5 & 6. There was a woman and child there. I showed her my ticket and made motions for her to move. She started going off at the bus boy and flinging her arms in the air alot. The bus boy and driver pointed to seats 1 & 2, but I was having none of that! Those seats are too squishy. Our western knees can't take it! I motioned to my knees and said, 'Not enough space! Out of my seat please!'. She tried another couple of times with the flinging of ...

... far too fast for their own good. Having chartered our own bus through the desert (where was everyone else?) we stumbled across the beautiful mud city of Yazd: a Water Museum (the secrets of how a city like this can survive in the waterless desert), Alexander the Great's prison and an incredible hotel in an ancient courtyard house in the bazaar. After a stop in Kerman we were trapped by the spellbinding date palm oasis of Bam. Sunset from the ancient citadel, over the ...