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Entering Iran was like entering a black and white movie, it all turned gray and colourless. At the border it was all very serious. We entered the country in which chess had just been legalized, wearing long black veils, under the scorching summer sun. Women must cover their head, and neck, wrists and ankles cannot be shown, the punishment for a …
What to write about Iran? Firstly, and most importantly, it is a place of huge contrasts. I crossed into Iran from eastern Turkey, arriving in Bazargan, a wild west-looking border town, complete with tumbleweeds. I was getting grabbed (physically) from all sides by taxi drivers, money changers and rougish-looking characters whose purpose I couldn't immediately ascertain. And yet when I did finally emerge from the ruck and board a taxi (full of trepidation) the driver turned ...
... The journey itself was pleasant and was spent either staring out the window or dozing. Stopped off at a couple of roadside cafes along the way - kebabs grilled over coals, piles of pomegranates. A lady kept tutting at Sam's naked feet in flipflops and eventually came over and offered him a pair of socks which was very sweet as it was quite cold. The border was simple enough. Everyone seemed fascinated with our passports so of course we were the last to get ...
After another fortifying b'fast of local honey & curd we hit the road for Tabriz. Cool wind again; modern Azerbayjani music (like Turkish) playing as we made our way from Ardabil across the high plateau & bare Azari hills. Sheep grazing on wheat stubble; fodder crops;hay being stacked for winter including atop village houses(I suppose it gives extra insulation).
Further on irrigated vegetables (lots of cabbages), apples in tiny orchards & ...
... we went back into the other container and he was looking once again one of the great books. Finally found, he wrote in the book different things and gave me a pass. When I was able to continue driving, a taxi driver pointed out that I have to go 500 meters again to an office to pick up one more stamp. For whatever reason?
In Urmia I wanted to go into the Biker Guesthouse but the owner was not there. A colleague of him said I could wait for him in his house and then asked ...
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