Now for Iran

Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
Trip End Ongoing

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Monday, September 5, 2005

After leaving Dogubayazit, we caught the dolmus that would take us to the border. After a couple of laps around town, we set off for the journey. Once again, Mount Ararat was not going to poke its head out to say goodbye. Thirty minutes later, we arrived. As the driver was getting our bags off of the roof, the first money changer came up to me. Claiming to be Iranian, he offered me 6000 Rials to the dollar. I scoffed at his claims, and walked off. We went through customs, made our way to the border police and then we could see no mans land. It was as wide as my backpack. We stepped through and onto Iranian soil. I handed our passports over and they handed them back and welcomed us to Iran. I then handed the passports to the customs police, they were stamped, and we were in. This took less than five minutes and our bags were not searched !!! We changed money and then went and got a mini bus to the Iranian border town. We needed to get to Maku, so we could get a bus to Tabriz.

The first taxi drivers to approach us, stated that it would cost 60000 Rials, I laughed and walked off. They did come down to 20000, but I had negotiated it down to 10000 Rials. For this, we got a Hillman Hunter. Not your one from the 1960's, but a newer one, as they are still being built here !!! The guy drove us quickly to Maku. It was quite scary actually, but he seemed to know what he was doing. Upon arrival at the bus station, the locals immediately started telling us that all the buses were full and he could take us for an outrageous price. I ignored this shit and walked up and bought a ticket. The locals laughed and we were on our way

We arrived in Tabriz, found a taxi and walked around. The traffic here is a nightmare. Its like Viet Nam, but with cars, so you do your best to dodge them and make it over in one piece. We crossed and then hit the bazaar. It was pretty cool but fucking huge. We eventually tired of it and had a look over at the Blue Mosque. It was closed so we were unable to get in. Dinner was highly uninspiring, but we had heard this from other people. Such is life. After dinner, we found an ice cream parlour and decided to have one. We went to pay and were told to leave. Was this Iranian hospitality, we will never know !!!!!

This was Iran. Our experience. Heavily polluted, but the people are friendly. The only problem Lucy had is keeping her scarf on her head. It keeps falling off. I don't think her head is made for one of these !!!

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