Sepehr Apartment Hotel Tehran

... how they could survive there specially in the freezing cold of winter, and a lot of other questions.<br><br>This fortress was in use by the local governors of the Alborz long before Hassan-e-Sabbah ended up there. Considering the hardship of the trip by today's means of transportation, it could be realized how much more difficult it could have been for the foreign invaders to discover this area.<br><br>Passing through Moalem Kelayeh, you know that ...

... ago. I had seen her go on to be a successful lawyer (in various countries), to marry Heath and now to be a natural, loving mother living as an expat in Tehran <br><br>To my joy we ate cereal (for the first time in a long time) for breakfast in our shorts and t-shirts on the front deck. I felt like I was in New Zealand, though it wasn't long before it was time to wrap up in my mummy outfit and head into the outside world again. James, Nikki and I took the underground (a very civilized ...

... furiously to attract attention and encourage an escalation in the noise levels &#8211; the world doesn&#8217;t want to see a peaceful, organised protest, they want to see fury and mayhem.<br> <br><br>Oddly enough, some bright spark asked if we were a circus troupe! At one point, Steve told another person that we were tourists and he responded with &#8220;What? You are terrorists?&#8221;<br><br>After 4 hours of ...

Introduction : Parmi les photos perdues figurent celles de samedi 8, journée intégralement passée à Teheran. Leur absence est d'autant plus frustrante que j'ai rédigé à propos de la capitale avec un amour inédit ; elle est quelque peu compensée par les photos de dimanche/lundi et leur résolution fort satisfaisante (la norme, à partir de ce jour). Pardon pour le ...

Well hello there! Wondered where you'd been. I'm currrently at Imam Khomeini (the 1979 one, not to be confused with the current Khomeni (is he still alive?)) International Airport which appeared to have been turned into a sauna for the evening. Thankfully for those of a nervous disposition everyone is fully clothed. And for those of you easily misled you should know I'm not actually at the airport, having returned home two weeks ago - I'm writing this in the present tense so ...

... table, and even then in small quantities, then the buffet was far from ideal. The day was rounded off with a visit to the yawn-tastic carpet museum. A museum of carpets. Carpets in a museum. A building with loads of carpets. Nope. Can't do it. There's just no way to make that one interesting. Sure some of the carpets may date to the 16th century but like, whatever!! LP (Lonely Planet for those of you not keeping up) states "This is a spectacular place to visit..." What ...

... said it would only be 1. He agreed to this. I think Ali just wants to show me off in his home town. He will enjoy the attention in Tabriz. I only stayed at the hostel for 30 minutes. I had to meet Majid (the young man I met at the bazaar yesterday) at the metro station as we were going to go to his friend's English class. Apparently, I was going to be the special guest for the class. I found Majid at the metro at 5 pm as we discussed earlier in the day. Majid is a really ...

... you haven't otherwise. He explained that when a man wants to get married to his girlfriend, he needs to ask the parent's permission first. One of the first things the parents will ask you is if you have completed your military requirements. If you say no, they will not grant you permission as they don't want to risk their daughter becoming a widow at an early age. Other motivating factors for completing your military requirements included being able to leave the country and being ...

... I had no idea what these guys had planned. Ali suggested we drive up to the mountains but I told him that I didn't think this was going to be a good idea. He saw that the thought of this made me uncomfortable so he said we wouldn't go. We then picked up a friend of Shayse's so we were now 4 in the car. We again just drove around without a plan. I kept asking Ai when we were going to eat and he kept telling me that it would be soon. I was getting frustrated and ...

Based on the strong recommendation of my Lonely Planet guide, and armed with my new devil-may-care attitude, I hopped into a shared taxi heading to the town of Minab for its Thursday bazaar. Situated along the bank of a river, the outdoor bazaar was nothing more than a collection of stalls selling fruits, vegetables, fish, meat, clothes and cheap plastic household items. Nevertheless, it was a big local event that attracted a lot of people. I ...