Yves: the difference between a man and a woman traveling solo by bicycle in Iran
Cycling in South America is about as easy as it gets when it comes to interactions with men. It has been different! Here a Mirror View on this particular subject: […]
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Iran VII
In an anxious mood I start the trip towards Bandar Lengeh. Darryl had advised me it would perhaps better for me to take the bus. I would be without his […]
Iran VI
The people of Iran ‘We are not animals,’ says Ali Shah, the man who brought me from Tabriz to Tehran. That’s a fact I know too well, otherwise I would […]
Iran V
This is one of the more interesting -not to say glorious posts- because it has a real newsworthy interview with a newspaper of Iran. It also holds an interrogation […]
Iran IV
A long downhill of 25 kilometer made it easy to reach Khorramabad, the capital of Lorestan. I’d asked a taxi driver along the road how hilly the route would be, […]
Iran III
The week starts with saying goodbye to a cyclist from Denmark while I peddel on with Darryl. The Australian born man changed his plans a bit and decided he wanted to discover […]
Iran II
This one is a tribute to you, lady’s of Iran! Unsuspectingly I am munching from the partly raw fried eggs and paper-thin bread. I mean, what else would you do, […]
Iran I
Crossing the border at an altitude of around 1700 meter, having past all the waiting trucks into Iraq and after visited a decent toilet I am off to the first […]
