We left Yazd at 7am. Hassan has been telling me a bit about his life , he was born in India to Iranian parents and lived there until he came to Iran for his sisters wedding in 1979, he then got caught up in the revolution and was not allowed to return to India. A call up to the army followed and action in the Iran-Iraq war and a run in with a landmine. He then returned to the airforce after convalesence and finally was free to return to India in 1988. He married here and his wife wont go to [View Full Entry]

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Mr Medhi took me to the bus station first thing and got me a ticket to Yadz, 5 boring hours later I checked into my 'hotel', flea pit is a more apt description, but at $7 a night who am I to complain. I dumped my bags in my cubicle and started the walk described in the Lonely Planet, visiting the Water Museum which describes the creation of the thirty thousand underground canals criss crossing the Iranian desert, similar to those Ruthie and I saw in Turpan, in the Gobi Desert. After that the Jamah (Friday) Mosque via an icecream store [View Full Entry]

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Monday morning was madness but thanks to Ruthy was finally in the money and making an insane dash to the Oman's Seeb International Airport, its amazing what a cabbie will do for an extra $5. I am honestly amazed at the lack of compassion for my difficult circumstances from fellow westerner traveller and was disappointed at the middle aged Australian couple who went on and on about how there son got stuck in the Sudan for two weeks without money but offered me no help. Yet dozens of Arabs and Indians have shown the type of kindness that is unknown in [View Full Entry]

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I took the bus down to a place called Sur those of you who watched the Amazing Race the other day will know what I am talking about. The trip took about 5 hours and went through some pretty arid country full of craggy peaks and camels. I was happily chatting away with an Omani bloke who wanted to practice his English, who kindly escorted me to the hotel when we arrived. Sur like all of Oman is a very attractive place the town has a couple of nifty loking castles and an attractive dhow harbour. Some believe this port town [View Full Entry]

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Had a great day today the guy in the Internet Cafe had my photo software on his machine and he has burned me copy of all my photo's which I will airmail home in the next week. It is bloody hot here today and the place I plan to visit tommorrow registered 43 degrees. So I aint looking forward to the trip down there. I went to the souk which was easily the best yet, I found heaps of presents for Ruthy, I was so excited about the perfume bottles I rang her and in 16 minutes we were on the [View Full Entry]

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Sometimes common sense should prevail but unfortunately today was not the day. I taxied to the airport this morning on time and said my farewells to Nur on arrival, he has a group of Syrian friends that seems to grow all the time, having lived there as a kid and speaking Arabic helps. I got my flight without problems a Scottish hostie even gave me an extra meal I must look pretty pitiful, with my ragged clothes unshaven face and cropped hair. I arrived in Dubai went to the correct bus station and caught the right bus even got a double [View Full Entry]

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About 99% of the cars on Sana a's roads would be sitting in a wrecking yard at Wingfield, I can not believe the heap I was in made it to the airport, again it was a scary half hour. Flew to Dubai and sat in the Irish Village bar for three hours talking to an English bloke who told me about the local Chinese prostitutes, he was a nice enough bloke, who had just spent about 5 weeks in Oz and was on the way home, he shouted me a Guinness which was might pleasing considering they were going for $12 [View Full Entry]

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My French friends are back from Thilla and we had a good chat last night (see photo). All this travelling rough in dodgy countries finally caught up with me this morning, I was attempting to get to Manakah a couple of hours east of Sana a and being a cheapscate and not wanting to pay for a tour I was in a share taxi with 9 others. My taxi proceeded to have a head on with another car I am in a bit of shock and feeling a little sick and sore but I am ok. I wont be catching anymore [View Full Entry]

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Left for the airport monday morning the flight was meant to leave at 8am ofcourse it didnt but the 5 hour delay was not so bad because I met Japanese lad named Taka who I have been travelling with since. The service on the plane consisted of a mint and two glasses of water (flash back to Kyrgiz Air in 2004), so I didnt end up eating for 11 hours, strangely the plane flew over Sayun went all the way to a place called Al Gayda near the Omani border (see map below) dropped half the people off then picked up [View Full Entry]

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The last few days have been a little frustrating yesterday I had to go hunt an ATM that would accept my card found one eventually and score some air tickets which wasnt so difficult. However when I made my 3rd attempt to visit the Museum all looked rosey until they locked up about 20 minuts after I arrived and kicked me out. This was followed by a fruitless search for Yemeni horse stamps. So went back to the hotel found a novel in English by the dude who wrote the Horse Whisperer and did not leave the room till I read [View Full Entry]

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