Iran Hotel Tabriz
22 Bahman Ave Tabriz, Iran
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Shiraz to Esfahan
I went to Persepolis, the capital of the Persian Empire which was destroyed by Alexander just over 2000 years ago. The remains are in ruins, but the massive stone pillars still stand straight and tall, reaching nearly to the sky, unlike any architecture I have ever seen before. The tombs of ancient kings cling to to the sides of the hills that …
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Our entry to Iran
... we arrived at the border, a rather subdued building that didn’t speak to me of much. We were on the Albanian side and had to be checked out of the country, and our passport stamped. We queued up along with all the others, though for some reason our passports took longer than everybody elses, Toms in particular.
We made it through eventually, and jumped back onto the bus so that we could be escorted over to the Iranian side. Upon our arrival there, we again ...
Traped with no money.
... in the town with no money. Due to economic sanctions Iran is completelly cut off from rest of the world. No international card is working here, there is no Western Union, no PayPal, neither other way to get money but cash. Unfortunatelly we had only a few pounds and euros left. After exchange just enough to get to Turkish border, and only because petrol here is so cheap. We were considering option that one of us take a few hour ride to the border and withdraw some ...
Stuck in the middle with you!
... if we crossed back into Turkey could end our trip for good. We were desperate to avoid that. We came up with as many options as we could, none of which were a good solution. Along the way we went into a travel agency. It just occurred to us that they may be able to help or offer some advice. Three young ladies in typical Iranian dress with headscarves greeted us, one spoke reasonable English. We explained our problem and then there was a mad ramble between them for a solution. The two ...
The other side
... and saw nothing but a market stand setting up and maybe that was all there was to it. A small kid did something so the old man threw him to the ground with notable ferocity and the kid spat back at him. This morning we didn’t invite the children to chat and play on the bikes, we just packed and left. I settled the bill and gave the old man a tip, barely £3 to us but a big deal to the people living there. He seemed embarrassed, probably because we had already paid ...


