After a few days without news, here we are once more connected to this wide web of information. We are in Iran, a hot, immense country still to be explored. Tabriz is the second biggest city in the country with a population of approximately 1,900,000. It has a very hot, humid climate in the summer. Our first days in this new country of you Silk Route have been suffocating, in fact, I would say asphyxiating. We have had to suffer a temperature of 47ºC in the sun and 30ºC in the shade. On our first cycling day, we had to take cover under a squalid acacia tree during the hottest hours of the day. Under her “refreshing” shade, we spent three hours in and out of sleep and drinking water from local fountains ignoring the risk of our bowels going back to overworking. There was no alternative.
Turkey seems far away but our last days in the region of Agri were not easy. Each town we visited seemed to be full of children ready to pull us apart by stoning us to death and dogs eager to try some juicy Spanish flesh. Obviously, none got what they wanted. I don’t want to show off or anything but there is no Turkish dog or Kurd child born that can come close to us without permission.
As far as our experience of Iran goes, which has only been that of five days, we can only complain about the drivers. They are like madman. Once their on foot, however, we have found very friendly and helping people although they don’t always get it right.
Our first family to take us in lives in Marand. A friendly taxi driver invited us to his home. We had dinner, slept and had breakfast with him and his family. They were incredibly friendly and respectful.
At 8,30pm the Internet is switched off so it’s time for us to go.
Turkey seems far away but our last days in the region of Agri were not easy. Each town we visited seemed to be full of children ready to pull us apart by stoning us to death and dogs eager to try some juicy Spanish flesh. Obviously, none got what they wanted. I don’t want to show off or anything but there is no Turkish dog or Kurd child born that can come close to us without permission.
As far as our experience of Iran goes, which has only been that of five days, we can only complain about the drivers. They are like madman. Once their on foot, however, we have found very friendly and helping people although they don’t always get it right.
Our first family to take us in lives in Marand. A friendly taxi driver invited us to his home. We had dinner, slept and had breakfast with him and his family. They were incredibly friendly and respectful.
At 8,30pm the Internet is switched off so it’s time for us to go.
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