Asia Hotel Mashad
Pasdaran Ave. Mashad, Iran
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Zug, Pilgerstaette
... einem Nachtzug (diese Strecke war ich ja bereits einmal am Tag gefahren) in einem 6-er Abteil zusammen mit 5 Iranern. Die Reise war ei*****massen komfortabel und ich konnte sogar ei*****massen gut schlafen. Aber die wirklich luxurioese Reise war dann von Teheran nach Mashhad. Dieser Zug entspricht wohl sogar schweizer Standards und ist aeusserst schnell. Im Ticket sind sogar ein Fruehstueck und Mitagessen inbegriffen. ...
Mashad - Our Confronting Introduction to Iran
... We waited and waited. Even though we had experienced a number of border crossings in our previous travels, the sitting and waiting during this crossing seemed to go on forever. All we were aware of was that we had no passports and could not communicate with the border staff. Even finding our baggage was difficult.
Out of the blue an official in a white laboratory coat emerged from a room dubiously labelled "The Health Surveillance ...
Stumbling Over the Border and Into Iran
... were blamed on poor Iraq. It was probably correct.
As we sped inevitably toward our destination of the Saraghs border I could not help thinking about what would befall us in Iran. The evening before a local guide looking after a German tour group kept us "entertained" with stories of tourists he had met at the border. "Iran is like being in jail" he said. "You should hear what the female tourists say about their experiences". The guide ...
Taking it easy today;-)
21/08/2010
After a very relaxing morning just organizing suitcases and taking long showers, my aunt and i decided to just stay in the room until the tour at 2pm, for a change. We had lunch at the hotel; since its ramadhan not all restaurants open; i found out that Pilgrims that come to Imam Reza are not obligated to fast at all...hmmm interesting. Checked out, met with the group, piled our bags in the van and headed to the Imam Reza mosque and maulsoleum to spend ...
Entering Iran
... time doing their prayers, in some cases don't even close their shops, just absorb the sound of the prayers and take it all in. I can see why this place is a holy shrine;-)
We walked around the little spice shops and brought some nuts and biscuits for our train ride to Esfahan tomorrow evening, aunty D tried some really delicious Pomegranate ice-cream with a tamarind sauce, but the night wasn't complete until i had my Falooodah (rose water and saffron ...


