Esfahan is the third largest city. We are in the backyard of the Tourist InnHotels for expensive money. Following are Nights, I would still pay more money to can sleep well. The people in Iran are very friendly. josef, our retired senior citizen, had a small traffic accident in Tabriz in the dense traffic. It took after we cross the border for the 7h of the turkey in the Iran, of course, that was exactly what I needed. surrounded by hundreds of people developed into a small brawl between the people supporting us and those responsible for the accident (he was like a lunatic in the raced roundabout) to the side. with blue light escort then we are still with police behind the truck dreil ago. I took over the negotiations and 4 h later there was even a group picture. people with us all apologized for the ugly incident and invited us to eat at home a while.
then we had a meeting in the city identified in a major amusement park, where we left hinlotsen us. unfortunately, was a holiday and there were millions of people there. at half the pace we took the truck from thousands of people and 5spurigen car series. the madness! from uneasy sleep for hours but then at 6 clock ausparken again before us zuparkte the next upswing.
are basically the urban chaos absolutely! outside it is beautiful and more or less secure. so far we have only rarely slept at night worried.
was to fill up a few miles of an experience! liter of petrol here costs about 2 cents and set the state (and subsidized). Unfortunately, the diesel in huge tanks 2000l smuggled by truck to Turkey and Pakistan. the service stations do not sell to tourists chefs, so that we are at every fill up just before palpable conflict. recharge takes place so that we block all diesel truck with all the columns and take out the cars. We then move away again only if we get more fuel. After one hour, the truck queue so long and the pressure, the other driver so large that we get fuel. 700 l diesel for 14 €. I like to wait. We regularly invite us on a single tank;
in turkey we have all been wild. In Iran, we try to stick to official places. not for safety, but rather to give us rest from the insane to give friendly people. conservative one is really only in the country. in the city, the women smile quite often from beneath their headscarves. The land has relatively poor. In contrast, perfect road and are brand new Mercedes E-Class for the police.
somehow can not work around here with money and oil ... it is not environmental protection. waste is burned at night anywhere. night donate truck tires light and heat. in the gas stations have to boots tragen, weil der diesel 2cm hoch auf dem boden rumsuppt. verkehrszeichen kann man schlecht lesen, auch ortsnamen nicht. zum glück kommen wir mit gps koordinaten gut
zurecht. ansonsten geht es uns bestens.
Esfahan is the third largest city. Wie park at the courtyard of the TouristInn Hotel for a lot of money. After some noisy nights I would even spend more money to have a good night's sleep. The people in Iran are very friendly. Josef, our retiree had a small accident in the heavy traffic in Tabriz. After needing 7h to pass the border from Turkey to Iran that was exactly what I was asking for. Surrounded by hundreds of people a little brawl started between those people supporting us and those supporting the opponent. (He speeded like hell into the roundabout.) Convoyed by the police (with flashing blue light) we went to police station with 3 trucks. I handled the negotiations and 4 hours later we got a group picture with all who were involved. Everybody apologised deeply and invited us to their home for dinner. We had agreed on a meeting point downtown near an entertainment park, we were guided to it. Unfortunately it was Public Holiday and the location was packed with millions of people. At half of walking speed we moved between thousands of people and 5 lanes full of cars. It was sheer lunacy!
After an uneasy sleep we started already at 6am before we got blocked again by the traffic. Basically, all cities are pure chaos. Outside the cities it's really beautiful and mostly quite safe. Up to now we rarely had an uneasy sleep.
Getting Diesel was an excitement. The price per liter here is about 2 cents (Euro cents) and it is set by the government (and also subsidised). But mostly the diesel is smuggled in huge fuelling trucks of 2000 litres to Turkey and Pakistan. So the owners of petrol stations don't want to sell to tourist so that everytime we want to fuel the cars we are close to a brawl. It's always like this: we block all pumps with our trucks and cars and lock them. We wait until we get served. After one hour the queue gets that long and the waiting people that angry that we finally get our fuel. 700 litres of diesel for EUR 14, that's worth waiting for. Alternating we pay for the round.
In Turkey usually we camped wildly, wherever there was space. Here in Iram we stick to the rules and use the offical places. Not because of security concerns but rather to get a silent night and not being accompanied for the whole night by locals. They are friendly, indeed.
Only the countrysides are really conservative, in the cities the women often smile at us from underneath their scarves. The country looks quite poor. In sharp contrast to it they have perfectly built roads and brand new Mercedes E class for the police.
Somehow they are not really able to handle oil and money. Environment protection doesn't exists at all, rubbish gets burned everywhere after sunset. at night burning truck tires give light and warmth. at the petrol station you need to wear wellies because diesel stands 2cm high. Traffic signs are difficult to read, ie names of cities. Luckily we find our way with GPS co-ordinates quite well. We are all well.
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