Tabriz El-Goli Pars Hotel
Travel Blogs from Tabriz
... contact with people (of both sexes) as you go about your day. It's a nice little acknowledgement of your fellow humans. In Turkey, the only interaction is with men, never women. In Iran however, despite the headscarves and chadors (the black coverall), women in the street meet your eye, smile, and even stop you for a chat to practise their english. They seem far more outgoing, and friendly, than their turkish countparts. Certainly far more outgoing than their conservative ...
... surrounded by market stalls so we strolled along there for a bit before the shuttle bus pulled up and a man we recognised from the bus climbed off. Thankfully he saw us and motioned us over to explain where we had to wait for the bus. Ahh thank goodness. We then spent the next 1 1/2 hours standing in the dirt watching a gaggle of geese play in muddy puddles and a rafter of turkeys scavenge through rubbish piles or peck at grapes thrown by an old lady whilst a ...
... its literature.
A visit to the regional museum next door yielded a few treasures, including a Urartian copper helmet and wonderful clay mother goddess statue from 1st mil BC, some curious stone 'handbags' from 3rd mil BC (symbols of wealth once carried by provincial treasurers?) and coins from ancient dynasties.
Then it was off to the bazaar which is enclosed in the Turkish style. Covers a huge area, weaving a maze of interconnecting streets ...
... wait at customs otherwise always very long, I pack everything back together quickly.
Admission to Iran was also worth telling. Again, very friendly people and many militaries quickly around my bike, and just as many questions about the motorbike. For the passport check the sent me to a container in a construction site. The container I could only reach by going in a pit and had to climb on wobbly metal bars (see photo). A police officer checked my passport and lifts ...
closed. We were stopped by three young students who were very
interested in our opinion on Iran.
So far all the people we meet are
always asking about it. They are very self conscious and worried that
the world's opinion on Iran is negative. They are curious of our
experience in their country and are always going out of their way to
make us feel welcomed. It is amazing and unusual. We ...