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.
Waking early at the Hotel Strada (there was no sleeping in with the racket going on out in the corridor … Continue reading Friday, September 3rd
“YOU A LONG WAY FROM TEHRAN NOW, AIN’T YOU BOY?” The noise of traffic outside the window and the shuffle … Continue reading Thursday, September 2nd
Back at the Pakistani embassy at three-thirty, there is already a queue of people waiting outside. At three-forty, the doors … Continue reading Wednesday, September 1st – A HOTEL ON THE CASPIAN SEA COAST.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, and fuck again! That was what I was thinking as we walked along the street to … Continue reading Tuesday, August 31st
It is our fourth day in Iran, and it seems that we are beginning to get the hang of making … Continue reading Sunday, August 29th
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