Again, we are up early. I have a quick shower and the water is very hot. We have to wake … Continue reading Monday, September 16th – THROUGH THE BARRICADES. A BUS BOUND FOR QUETTA FROM THE BORDER, 4:30 PM.
The eastern sky is a deep orange overlaid with indigo and black as we shoulder our packs and begin walking … Continue reading September 15th – THE CLOSING DOOR.
At 6.20am we are awake, partly because of the beeping of the alarm and partly by the noisy clearing of … Continue reading Monday, September 14th – THE MELTED CITY.
Something of a dump is Kerman bus station. There is a loud argument going on over something outside the front … Continue reading Sunday, September 12th, Kerman Bus Station, 12PM – SAM WAS SELLING WATCHES FROM A SUITCASE ON A TV TRAY.
After a hot night, we are out early to take advantage of the morning’s coolness. Walking down towards the Zoroastrian … Continue reading Saturday, September 11th
Hard metal bars at our backs. No leg room. Leaving Isfahan, we passed through a wide area of farmland. Mud-brick … Continue reading Friday, September 10th – THE BACK SEAT OF A BUS BOUND FOR YAZD.
Our morning’s efforts comprise a shopping trip. At large in the bazaar at 9.30 after an expensive breakfast at the … Continue reading Wednesday, September 8th
We are awake early, around 7.30am. The night had been cool and pleasant, and we had slept well. There are … Continue reading Tuesday, September 7th – ESFAHAN: HALF THE WORLD
Author’s Note: The story picks up back in Tehran then jumps backwards and forwards in time as I recall the … Continue reading Monday, September 6th – POLICE CHECKPOINT EN ROUTE TO ESFAHAN FROM TEHRAN.
Jolting along the road between Gonbad-é Qabus and Gorgon, the scenery is marvellous. The flanks of the eastern end of … Continue reading Saturday, September 4th – WRITTEN ON THE BUS FROM GOMBAD-É QABUS TO TEHRAN.
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