A travel blog for the thinking clown who has drunk a little too much of the local tap water
When does freedom begin?
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In the ridiculously long, and so moving queue for foreign nationals to get through immigration at the airport in Tehran, it began to occur...
Gendered religious questions
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So from time to time you might find yourself asking questions about your faith - and despite the literal word of God having been given to...
Light and beauty
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A picture equals a 1,000 words...so here are 3,000 words of sheer beauty showing the morning sun shining through the coloured glass at the ...
The end is nigh
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Rising up over on the edge of town, with a back drop of a spine of steep,snow capped stands one of the oldest and most striking places in ...
Taroof and felafel
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There is a sometimes confronting culture in Iran that is expressed as taarof, which literally means as my guest. It covers everything from ...
Ingenious indigenous architecture
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The old city of Yazd is a sight to behold, a rabbit warren of narrow curving lanes often covered over and made from adobe, with a rou...
Only the lonely
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Sometimes you get the feeling that in the recent past Iran was preparing for a boom, with lavish spending on infrastructure, but sadly it j...
A trip to the dunes
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After having watched the flat, rocky desert out of the train window for 12 hours I am seduced in to taking a tour to go and see the real de...
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The ancient and the new
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The Arg-e Bam or Bam Citadel is an impressive site, despite half of the place remaining in ruins. Once the largest adob...
Like a bat out of hell
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Deciding early in the morning that two days in Tehran was enough I managed to secure a train ticket to Bam, the only challenge being I had a...
How the other half lives...is full of surprises
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As is often depictured about Iran, since the revolution, woman are required to cover themselves when in public, or in the view of male non-r...
All the glittering treasures in the world, for no one to see
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The idiosyncrasies of the Iranian regime has gone some way to non Iranians forgetting the madness of the Shah prior to the revolution. That ...
Tehran murals
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The city scape in Tehran is a fairly ugly affair, plenty of concrete, mixed with the thick haze of pollution, which slightly obscures the dr...
The Iran Ski Experience
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I am using the excuse that I only brought my snowboarding gear to Iran because I had it in Japan and it was cheaper to fly with it than leav...
Everybody knows....surreal in Iran
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I awake to a cold morning in Karaj - a far flung suburb wedged between Tehran and the mountains. Surprisingly I have slept well and immediat...
Flamingos in Tehran
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A brief stroll through a down town Tehran park and I stumble on some flamingos.. Iran surprise #81
Iran - first impressions
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As we approach Tehran below us the sprawling city is blanketed in snow...although I brought my snnowboarding gear from Japan, it still doesn...
On my way to Iran
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So sayonara to Japan and I am on my way to Iran....with a 9 hour stop over in Abu Dhabi. As I step of the plane, walking down the stairs the...
Planes and noise
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So at 1am this morning I got on a Singapore airlines flight from Singapore to Japan, however even in my delirious state I noticed a stark d...
Life in the fast lane: San Miguel, El Salvador
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Action a plenty at the bus terminal in San Miguel, El Salvador...and yes that is a shotgun across the guys lap on the left, the weapon of...
Me and Mao
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Daring to go where few freedom loving loiterers go, LWAT v Mao, smack down in T Square . Perceptive viewers will note the disapproving grima...
Welcome to China (Beijing, 25/08)
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Spotted this little beauty in front of a new pedestrian mall in the middle of Beijing. From best I can work out it is trying to say the fol...
Back from the (blogging) wilderness
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As you prescient readers have noticed I have laid off the blogging for the last little while. There are two reasons, firstly I basically tra...
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The Great Big Transsiberian Escapade - Introduction
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By methods fair or foul (I suspect bribes of free computer lessons were involved) my parents managed to get my little story about Damo and I...
The Beginning of the Great Big Transsiberian Escapade (Part I)
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I arrived on the outskirts of St Petersburg just as it was getting dark (around 10pm) and suddenly we went from a narrow, pot holed goat tra...
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