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.
“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
We spend the morning on the trail of Pakistani visas. We try to phone the embassy from a hotel next … Continue reading Saturday, August 28th – TEHRAN
Friday is the equivalent of Sunday in the west. It is the day of prayer, a day of rest. Shops … Continue reading Friday, August 27th
TURKISH AIRLINES FLIGHT 980, LONDON-ISTANBULGMT 13:09 HRS – WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 24th. We have reached our cruising altitude of 10,113 metres … Continue reading Wednesday, August 24th – LONDON TO TEHRAN
AUTOMATONS, 23/8/94. Cannon Street Station, 9.20am. On the pavement outside Cannon Street Station, the crowds rush and scramble, disgorged from … Continue reading Tuesday, August 23rd.
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