Oh, Australia! Do you know Kylie?!
We knew we were already in the right place when we were asked by the border guards if we knew Kylie Minogue. Oscar, the youngest of the guards made us green tea and let us sit and relax at their chai seat - the polar opposite to the usual Central Asian border where guards walk around proudly with big...
A Fully Sick Arrival, With Nurses...
Alex only just convinced the border security of his "healthy" constitution (despite having to sit down every thirty two seconds and having skin paler than a homeschooled child in England) we were lucky a third time; an Iranian truck driver who couldn't open the shipping container on the back of his...
Border Crossing Battle Royale
After a simple enough process with a good early start on the Iranian side of the Sarakhs border, our new foursome of Marcel, Alena and the two Alleykats felt hopeful the process could well continue to be streamlined. We rode through no man's land with the glare of one Iranian border guard burning his...
This is PART THREE of our Iran adventures:
You can catch part one, Caspian Iran HERE
You can catch part two, Ancient Iran HERE
Esfahan; The Jewel of Ancient Persia
We finally caught our first VIP bus. It was like travelling business class on an aeroplane; cushy leather seats, long wide footrests and a full recline of the chair....
This is part TWO of our Iran adventures:
You can catch part one, Caspian Iran HERE
You can catch part three, Iran's Other Side HERE
Accommodation, you found us
Our friends Will and Selina were nearing Tehran, so it was time to get back on the road. We were stopped by so many Iranians insisting that we needed their phone number,...
This is PART ONE of our Iran adventures:
You can catch part two, Ancient Iran HERE
You can catch part three, Iran's Other Side HERE
A new world of kindness
After navigating our way through the narrow heads of the boarder with the wind in the sails of our boat bike TanNayNay, we spent a significant amount of time being gently...
A Change for the Better
Our hearts were gladdened to leave Georgia and most of its memories behind, despite the sign reading 'Good Luck' upon our entrance to the land of Azeris. We felt that it should be reserved for surviving Georgia! Luck was on our side as we rode onto surprisingly lush, hilly and quiet roads, and again at our first...
We had not considered travelling to Georgia until two weeks before we arrived. This need for consideration arose due to a number of reasons; the main being a simple mistake in our trip planning - resulting in a whole extra month for adventuring was now available. We decided to split this newfound time between two countries almost unknown...
Escaping Istanbul
The Yalova ferry ride was too quick - as soon as we'd closed our eyes into extra moments of dulled consciousness, our arrival bleared monotonously from the loud speakers, causing consciousness to be relit and our machinery forced into movement. – - we made it to Izmit and were stopped by Emine (a German of Turkish...
After an ascending twilight ride, accompanied for some way by two young kids on bikes, we arrived on the outskirts of YesilÜzümlü. It was then that the heavens decided to crack themselves open on our heads; raindrops like eggs plopping down from the sky. Soon, in the squinty wet darkness, we managed to navigate our way to the...
