We woke up a a bit late and Alex had decided that there were a few places of interest that we should see. Mainly archaeological.
To our surprise, there was a pink Clio and a Mini with a red telephone box on the top - fellow ralliers!
Pleasantries exchanged, they headed for Tehran, we headed into the desert. We drove for hours in searing tempreratures across spectacular desert scenery.
I'll cut a long story short here, we could not find any sites of interest as nothing is signposted. However, we did stumble across an enormous reservoir in the middle of the desert - we went for a swim, helped a motorcyclist in distress and distributed lollipops to local kids.
People are wonderful here, genuinely friendly and welcoming. They love that there are westerners who take time out to come to Iran.
After out swim, we heased for a small town that would set us on the right course for the drive to the Azeri border.
We checked into a hotel and went for a walk.
We were mobbed by local lads, deperate to make friends. At first it was great, but soon became overwhelming. I was trying to find a cool shirt - they simply dont do XXXXXXXXXXL in Iran.
We sought refuge in the hotel. We were followed by an older guy. He asked to sit with us at our table. He explained he was a teacher at high school. He taught Persian but knew some English poetry. He started to recite Wordsworth.
To our surprise, there was a pink Clio and a Mini with a red telephone box on the top - fellow ralliers!
Pleasantries exchanged, they headed for Tehran, we headed into the desert. We drove for hours in searing tempreratures across spectacular desert scenery.
I'll cut a long story short here, we could not find any sites of interest as nothing is signposted. However, we did stumble across an enormous reservoir in the middle of the desert - we went for a swim, helped a motorcyclist in distress and distributed lollipops to local kids.
People are wonderful here, genuinely friendly and welcoming. They love that there are westerners who take time out to come to Iran.
After out swim, we heased for a small town that would set us on the right course for the drive to the Azeri border.
We checked into a hotel and went for a walk.
We were mobbed by local lads, deperate to make friends. At first it was great, but soon became overwhelming. I was trying to find a cool shirt - they simply dont do XXXXXXXXXXL in Iran.
We sought refuge in the hotel. We were followed by an older guy. He asked to sit with us at our table. He explained he was a teacher at high school. He taught Persian but knew some English poetry. He started to recite Wordsworth.
Then he explained how his son had been executed by the authorities 13 days ago. We didn't quite know what to say.
I went to bed, I was tired and sunned out - it can really take it out of you - the extreme heat.
I went to bed, I was tired and sunned out - it can really take it out of you - the extreme heat.
0 comments:
Post a Comment