Segregation between Men and Women: In Iran, the segregation between men and women is almost complete – from the buses, the metro, schools and school buses, airport entrances and metal detectors, wedding reception halls and park entrances to bread lines! But there are some peculiarities to the system: for example, you must enter the park […]
Teheran and Isfahan – Sept. – Oct. 2004
Teheran: We arrived in Teheran amid a yellow cloud of pollution and appalling traffic. The traffic and pollution were my first impressions of this city, and they will be my last. There are 12 million people who live in Teheran, and they all seem to be on the streets at the same time. The traffic […]
Tabriz with Morteeza, Sarah, and Reza – late September 2004
With Morteeza: The first thing I noticed in Tabriz was the preponderance of black chadors – or “black bags,” as Stephane says. We met up with Morteeza, Shamsey’s brother, who was a 22-year old British Literature student at the University. He showed us around the bazaar, the new commercial street, the famed Blue Mosque, Elgoli […]
Biking towards Tabriz – mid-September 2004
Towards Tabriz: The first 30 km. after the border were the easiest we’ve ever done – all downhill from the mountains in Turkey to the Iranian steppe. The arid steppe was made up of steep mountains and dry, cracked earth, brown except for where rivers ran and added green trees. Large sunflower fields, mostly cut […]
Crossing the Iranian Border – September 15, 2004
Crossing the Iranian Border: We left Doguybayazit late – after the palace visit – and had only 40 km. to bike before reaching the border, but it was dark by the time we got there. I was scared half to death more than once when huge, unfriendly dogs chased me coming down the mountainside, then […]
Back to Turkey…
To follow us chronologically, you have to go back to Turkey, as we did before going to Iran.
The Border Experience – beginning of September 2004
Crossing the Border back into Turkey: We reached the border at 8:00 AM, eager to beat the stifling summer heat. Instead we waited and waited, some four hours, before the nightmarish ordeal was over and we found ourselves in Turkey. The problem was that we had arrived too early; customs didn’t open until 10:00. The […]
Women in Syria
Women’s Fashions – The Big Cover Up: The first thing that you notice when you enter Syria is the separation between men and women. Or perhaps it’s the way in which the women are dressed. In the northern town of Aleppo, for example, the majority of women are dressed in the black chador. Some keep […]
Politics in Syria
Hospitality or Hatred? The Arab Republic of Syria is a mixed bag. On one hand, the people – even young children – say, “Welcome in Syria. Welcome in Syria.” Abdul-Hamid’s generosity and hospitality were unmatched. The tailor on the street fixed my skirt free of charge. The physical therapist at the mosque gave me a […]
Desert Oasis, Camels, and Bedouin Parties
Bedouins and Camels: The scenery as we neared Palmyra changed some, resembling more of what I always thought a desert should look like. There were no boulders, just a mix of sand and small stones. Mountains lined us on both sides, and the road mounted steeply just before we reached the city. Palmyra is an […]