Tag Archives: Iran

As a nervous person, I woke up early, because still I was more than 250km from the port where I should leave at 21h (and be there at 17h). So, my bags were packed soon. At 7:30, Majid started packing … Continue reading →

In the morning I prepared a route to several bookstores (I only had found one, Nader helped me from Mashad with more addresses), because I wanted to find something for Taha (and Matin?) to get into English and/or to buy … Continue reading →

The night was short again, I could not fall asleep although I was tired. The hallucinations were more pleasant than yesterday but still disturbing and the Azan (call for prayer) did a better job than necessary at 4 a.m.. Yesterday … Continue reading →

Today I would have made my last bike trip in Iran. In my plan, I would have gone farer than Bastak yesterday, to make the last part to B. Lengeh (150km) shorter and to sleep in my tent for a … Continue reading →

It would have been more or less impossible and for sure very unreasonable to continue the tour to Bastak (125km) and further to Bandar Lengeh (150km). My fever maybe is only suppressed by the medicaments and every 1-2 hours I … Continue reading →

Majid would have plans for this Friday, everyone had a free day, but I needed a special free day. They could see that I am ill and began to worry. I was optimistic to get better after a day of … Continue reading →

I left this quiet friendly couple (who will be a family in a few months) for my last bike ride until Malaysia (see following posts). On the way, sometimes I saw strange looking buildings and hoped the do not belong … Continue reading →

Before 6.a.m., Arshua, the son of the family came to wake me up and very soon after I was ready, he came to get me for breakfast, Ahdiye had already prepared. But besides that, she also had prepared nuts and … Continue reading →

The day started quite normal for Iran, with a nice breakfast and fruits and nuts for my trip. First exception was, that Hamid and his father went to the Sasand palace with me, they by car, I by bike. I … Continue reading →

Arash and Negin (and Nikoo ?) did a great job when saying goodbye, hiding sad emotions and at the same time warm. I was really grateful, because the imagination of that moment had troubled me (especially after the Arak-goodbye with … Continue reading →