So far, I've talked about Kandovan, Esfahan, and Yazd, being the latest entry. Well, guess what? Today, we shall talk a little bit more about Shiraz. Getting to Shiraz was the ultimate experience, not in a bad way, of course! From Singapore, we took a flight to Kuala Lumpur International Airport as there wasn't a direct flight from Singapore to Iran as Iran Air doesn't do stopovers in Singapore. Yes, so from KL, we took Iran Air (IR840) to the Imam Khomeini International Airport in Tehran. Before the plane descended, I realised that the plane circled 3 times in the air. [View Full Entry]

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Yazd A city with deep Zoroastrian roots. Initially, before going to Iran, I've read that majority of the Iranian's are Shiite Muslims. Little did I know that I would actually go to a city where the number of Zoroastrians would outweigh the number of Muslims. A city deep in history, with much to offer. So let's begin our tour of Yazd, shall we? First up, I went to the Amir Chagmagh Complex, where we had to climb winding, steep spiral staircases. Alright, did I mention that I have an extreme fear of heights? Plus, the fact that I get claustrophobic easily [View Full Entry]

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Krasna avsak lehce fadni poustni krajina jihovychodniho Iranu. Vzduch se teteli horkem a my uhanime silnici rovnou jako kdyz streli. Ve chvili, kdy lehce drimnu, prejede auto pres dva retardery a zastavi. Otviram rozespale oci a vidim tvar policisty pri bezne silnicni kontrole. Neco si rikaji s ridicem a vypada to na zapomenuvsi chvili. Jenze v tom z mista spolujezdce se mihne Marusky ruka, tasi fotak a miri s nim na policistu. „Coze? Ne, Marusko …“ stacime hlesnout. Cvak … pozde, na displeji fotaku se objevuje detail policajsta a jeho samopalu. Zda se, ze ani on [View Full Entry]

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Sedim na baglu na esfahanskem nadrazi a premyslim, kde jsem udelala chybu. Takhle se nechat skolacky osidit. Vcera jsme zaplatili listky do Shirazu a chlapik s nimi dnes zmizel. Museli jsme tak koupit jine a krome zanedbatelnych 85korun kazdy z nas prisel o iluze, resp.rikame, ze nam to dojem nezkazi, ale stejne na to myslime. Za chvili prichazi chlapik a pta se, jestli jsem Lada z Czech Republic. Vraci mi penize za listky, ze asistentce se neco stalo, a tak nemohla listky dorucit. Jede za nami pres cele mesto aby nas zastihl, vymenil dokonce auto za motorku, aby mohl projet hustym [View Full Entry]

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Did i tell you i threw my ticket to Istanbul in the bin? Yup, just like that, scrunched it up and threw it in the bin. I vividly remember it as well, i had just arrived in Shiraz, i was sitting on my bed in the hotel, going threw all the shit you seem to accumulate when traveling. Scrunch and BAM, in the bin! I thought i threw the empty stump of my ticket from my Tehran to Shiraz flight i just got off. But instead i threw my future ticket out of Iran, my ticket from Tabriz to Istanbul! Lucky [View Full Entry]

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Catching a bus to Abyaneh was a bit different, you rock up to the station and buy your ticket there. No pre booking from Esfahan. So it was the usual confusion at the bus terminal: "One ticket, yes im a tourist, Australia, yes its far... yes kangaroo... no frasi (im not all that talkative at 8am) which terminal? 4.5.6? 4 or 5 or 6... right...... This bus to Kashan? no.... This one? yes... but you catch that one over there?! where there? yes! Kashan? yes. OKAY, well im not getting off at Kashan, i need to get off before at Natanz. [View Full Entry]

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„Hic sunt leones - zde jsou lvi. Oznaceni neznameho neprobadaneho uzemi, na nemz vladne pravdepodobne barbarie a nebo take uzemi bez zakonu a pravidel“. S touto myslenkou a se zapadacky politicky zmasirovanym mozkem jsme vyrazili smer Moskva a odtud pres Kaspik do Teheranu, hlavniho mesta byvale Persie, dnesniho Iranu. Klepal mi zadek strachy a pripadala jsem si jako kdyz jedu do valky. Jak priznacne, kdyz pri opousteni ceskeho vzdusneho prostoru jsme hladce kridly letadla lizali vrchol sluncem nasvicene Snezky … Moskva-Seremetevo, tot pojem, ktery jen [View Full Entry]

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! The drive to Yazd from Shiraz was amazing! The terrain that was covered was not like any i have seen before! "Middle Earth" was flat, dry, and dusty. At times it was mountainous, with large peaks popping out of the earth like big dried dates! (they eat alot of dates here!) Yazd is east of Iran and geographically it is the centre. The people of Yazd tell me that this is the safest city in Iran, as if Iran where to be invaded east from the Afghan Border, Kerman would be attacked. From the south in the Gulf, well...its far [View Full Entry]

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Drag the last bit of Esafahan out and say it like this "IssfaaahhaaaaAAANNNNNnnnn" WELCOME TO ESAFAHAN! Salam! The process of buying my 3euro four hour ticket to Esfahan was rather simple. I found the bus agency along the main road in Yazd, made lots of gesturing actions and pointing at maps to obtain a ticket and find out where the bus was leaving from and at what time. Rocked up to the bus stop after being left to die in the Zoroastrian Cemetery, was then watched by the whole station walking up and down with my back pack like a stupid [View Full Entry]

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No, no drinking a glass of Shiraz here. Although everywhere has this beer looking non alcoholic cider if you want to recreate the feeling of drinking a beer? The Chai here is sufficient for me! Im even adapting to drinking the sweet hot dark liquid in this heat! Shiraz is much hotter then Tehran! Obviously, cause its further south, but shit you can notice the difference! I arrived here safely, i must say, i was a little nervous boarding my Soviet style plane, considering one dropped out of the sky only a few months back. Im getting good at confusing everyone, [View Full Entry]

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