Shiraz – Day 4

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Persepolis Carving

Day 4 in Iran started out with an 8AM bus ride from Shiraz to Persepolis. Our guide was very happy that we were all on time for once. He secretly confided to Derek and I that he doesn’t like keeping track of a group as large as ours so I have tried to be on my best behavior.  For me, Persepolis the second time around, was much more interesting as I read more about the history and layout of the site.  Highlight of the tour was one of the German tourists arguing with our guide concerning the role Alexander the Great had in burning down Persepolis.  The German steadfastly disagreed that Alexander had any role and our guide held the opposite position.  The German flatly told the guide he was wrong and I watched in semi-amusement as they both tried to work through their disagreements which never really happened. The guide referred to documentation from Herodotus to Mary Clark and the German just shook his head. A standoff that mercifully ended when the guide brushed it off and moved onto the next site. To me, it was a bad diplomatic move by the German…not sure what the motives were behind his sudden outburst…still it was entertaining.   The trip continued on to Naqsh -e Rostam where the burial tombs of Darius the Great and several other Achaemenids were buried; one of my favorite places on the tour for the way the tombs are carved into the hill. 

We spent two hours  and 30 minutes visiting both sites and we probably could have stayed an hour longer but our guide rushed us through …thinking he may have had a mid afternoon appointment sometime later.  We then went to a restaurant on the way back to Shiraz  and had a buffet of vegetables that was very good…great eggplant and zucchini dished with spices and yogurt. 

Our guide departed shortly after our restaurant visit and the driver bused as back to Stella’s Jamm e Jam hotel where we waited on the street whiles she took forever to take some things back to her apartment. When she finally arrived we started off to the bazaar not knowing that we were in the company of a compulsive shopper and for once, it wasn’t me.  We weren’t 3 steps into the bazaar before Stella bought a blanket that was supposedly made by nomads.  She also saw a wooden inlaid box earlier in the day that she was planning to buy on the way home.  The planning wasn’t nearly over, as we were having some tea at the bazaar tea house she was planning many other things including a set of copper pots and pans.  Before we went out in search of the pots, she stumbled upon a shop that sold painted plates and within a few minutes a large 16 inch, $80 plate was wrapped and making it out the door wrapped in the blanked she brought earlier and the put inside a piece of soft luggage she also bought in the bazaar.   After that was a trip to the copper pot man where she bought two pots and one pan and I was wondering how all of this was going to make it back to Australia in her luggage. But she wasn’t finished yet. On the walk back to the hotel, she spotted the store that had the inlaid box and bowled over a group of tourists that were trying to look into the display case. She wanted to make sure no one had bought the box so she drove away the tourists until she was the only one left at the counter and then managed to find the box she waned earlier…another $80 spent and that was it…thankfully. 

We took the daredevil cab back to her apartment and got ready for dinner at the restaurant down the street, I got a great chicken with Rice, Derek got fish and Stella got something called a Dilly which is some sort of meat, vegetable and broth mixture backed in a clay cup. I believe that you are supposed to pour the broth liquid in a soup bowl and eat like soup and then mash the meat and vegetable mixture in a large metal bowl before you eat it.  All three dished were really good. 

That was the ending to a really long day with many hours in the bazaar spent  power shopping. I ended up getting an inlaid box also for $210 but was very envious of the one Stella got for almost $100 less.  Derek also ended up with an inlaid box and a bronze sculpture / candle. We learned today that shopping with Stella may be dangerous  as it is only day 4 and she has bought enough to ring back from 3 trips. I want to see how she actually pulls this off…and she is actually going to buy more. Further report soon. 

That is enough for the night…my Ambien is kicking in. More tomorrow I hope. 

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Naqsh -e Rostam

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Shiraz – Day 3

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Iranian family leaving the gym…all 4 on one moto!

Day 3 in Shiraz was a crazy and busy day as we had only 5 hours a sleep after the flight from Tehran.  Our guide led us from one site to the next at break net speed.  We visited several mosques, bazaars and parks and those who were unable to keep up we’re berated by our guide who expects everyone to walk in lockstep and has little patience for stragglers. Still, we managed to lose a couple of people along the way and search parties needed to be engaged. We try to look out for each other as we all get to avoid being the one that has to deal with the guide’s lecture on punctuality and paying attention. 

Concerning food, we have mostly survived on kebabs, Coca-Cola and the occasional packaged Iranian Hostess-like cakes and cookies. We did have a Shirazi speciality dessert yesterday that consisted of what seemed like very cold spaghetti cut very short doused with a combination of rose water and lemon very sweet syrup.  The spaghetti was semi hard but sort of melted in your mouth as it was chewed.  For dinner we went to a really good restaurant near the bazaar.. I had a fish kebab that was outstanding but ate far too much the entire day and need to curb it back a bit today. 

This is day 4 and we are on the bus to Persepolis. I am looking forward to the trip as I didn’t immerse myself in the place the last time I was here. I will make sure I have a couple books with me so I can read as I am walking.  Ok, the bus is bouncing around too much and I can’t write much more…especially with my shoulder which is still giving me problems. 

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Stella in a mosque doorway

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Tehran – Day 2

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Schoolgirls at the Saadabad Palace

Day two in Iran and we spent most of the time driving in a van back to north Tehran to visit the Saadabad Palace which was closed yesterday.   Because of the terrible traffic in the city, getting from point A to B is excruciatingly slow and limited our ability to visit more sites.  Also, I don’t think our tour guide is very keen on spending much time in the center of the city and seemed very set on heading back to the peace and quiet of north Tehran. Good for him but bad for all of us who have had more than our fill of visiting palaces…they loll look the same. We missed out on many things I would have preferred to see like the National Museum, Carpet Museum and the Jewel Museum. We did have a nice lamb kebab lunch at a downtown restaurant and we also got to visit the Azadi Monument which I missed the last time I was here.

I can’t write much more as we took a red eye flight to Shiraz and just landed at our hotel…a dive of a place that isn’t a good start to this part of the trip. Hope things get better from here.  Almost 3AM…good night. 

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Motorcycles outside of our Tehran hotel

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Tehran – Day 1

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Nothern Tehran Palace Qajar Carpet

After only four hours of sleep we were picked up at our hotel by our tour guide although it took quite a while to sort through all of the tourists and match them up with their assigned guides. We thought for a while that we were the odd men out as we didn’t seem to have a guide but he eventually showed up late and we were on our way.  We are a group of 6–three Americans, one Aussie and two from somewhere in the Baltics, I believe.  Today seemed to be a make it up as we go day as the first destination we tried to go to–a Palace–closed at 10AM for tourists. This after an almost hour long drive from our hotel to the hillside of northern Tehran where the air is cooler and cleaner. We eventually were taken to another less impressive Palace where we stayed for a couple hours and then taken to lunch at a restaurant in the very nice Jamshidieh Park closely. 

Not much of a first day and we probably could have stayed at the hotel and slept for several more hours but we had little choice. One thing I forgot about Tehran is the unbelievably large amount of traffic and drivers like nowhere else in the world. I though Rome was organized traffic chaos but Tehran is 100 times as bad…it is completely disorganized chaos that somehow works out for everyone–cars, motorcycles and pedestrians alike. It is mesmerizing watching drivers work their way out of what is seemingly an almost certain disaster. Another item forgotten is the amount of pollution…you can see it hanging in the air.  If the climate change folks have hopes that things can be reversed they only need to visit this city to realize all hope is lost.  I don’t think there is any way to contain this. 

We are back at the hotel where we will most likely sleep the rest of the day and night awY and hope for a more organized day tomorrow. Too tired to write anymore. Good night. 

 

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On the way to Iran…first stop Vienna.

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Vienna from the top of St. Stephens church

When I left Louisville on late Wednesday evening I was convinced that I was not ready for this trip…both physically and mentally. I had to schedule a last minute meeting with my doctor because my recovering shoulder wasn’t recovering; it seemed to be getting progressively worse. Still, I managed the 7 hour bus ride to Chicago, a 9 hour wait at the airport, an 8 hour flight to Dusseldorf, another 2 hour flight to Vienna where we managed a brief pit stop in the city center.   After all of this we still managed to climb the 350+ steps to near the top of St. Stephens church to get the view of Vienna pictured above.  We also had lunch at a rib place in Vienna where each of us devoured 4 racks of ribs each.  We were shocked when then brought so many to the table but apparently this was a single serving. So, don’t let anyone tell you that the U.S. Is the only place with large portion sizes.

It was hard for me to get a feel for Vienna during this briefs stay. It didn’t have the immediate impact positive that Istanbul had when we had an equally brief layover there during last year’s Central Asia trip. But then again, I had already been to Istanbul for a longer stay before that trip so I knew the city fairly well.

We are on the plane to Tehran at this very moment…halfway through the flight. I hope to have much more to report in the not two weeks..

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