ROULETOUT

Bir bayinin finans odasinda o çok korktuğum hayati yaşayan kizlarla konuşuyorum . Korktun mu buraya gelmeden diyorlar . Evet diyorum korktum ,seriat polisi gelip bana laf edicek . Önümde bir kizi yaka paça götürcekler ve ben sadece bakıcam diye korktum . Yok öyle bir şey diyolar . Bayanlar 30 yaşında yanlız evlenmeden kalabilirler mi diyorum . Benim çok arkadaşım var öyle diyolar . Mūslūmanlikla bunlarin hiç alakasi yok bunlar diktator rejimin getirdikleri . Iran bile farkind

The face of Iran Teheran metro: One guy dividing the crowd and shaking Ulfi’s hand to say 'welcome to Iran' and he is disappearing. Police is stopping us and asking only where we are from and saying 'WELCOME TO IRAN’ and sometimes 'please come to my house and let’s have launch together (mostly we are understanding these than hand gesture but I am almost sure they would like to say this sentence). Mercedes garage hospitality to invite us and our German friends for one day to t

Iran: I was shaking at the border with my fully closed costume. We bribed one official to accelerate some affairs and after a few kilometres we looked for fuel. One truck driver (he was kind of a cartoon character: one long pant, like Capri, socks are long finishing under half the Capri, eyes are squint with glasses and he was smiling non stop ;)) gave us his fuel card and we fed our Rouly for just 150 euro .This means we paid our 1,5 month rent to Rouly. First day I was so n

As promised, here a second set of episodes from Iran... Episode 4 - The broken propeller shaft Iranian traffic was a topic in an earlier episode. No need to say that Teheran traffic is as good as it can get, especially if you try to experience it before a long weekend. As one Iranian woman told us: What do you expect from a country without pubs and alcohol, somewhere people have to go crazy. Somehow I’m back to my preferred topic, which shouldn’t be part of this episode, so

Shortly after our arrival in Iran it became clear that a single short blog entry will by far not be sufficient to cover our adventures in this vast country full of welcoming and warm hearted people. The following describes some of our experiences, shorter or longer in more or less chronological order - of course always in the eye of the beholder, which is me (Ulf) in that case. I have to admit t!hat some episodes might have a different touch when told by Berna ;-). Enough tal