Teheran!

It must have been March 2000 when we arrived in Teheran with our friends from Barcelona. Still remember the long journey by train from Tabriz and how I struggled with my chador. I still was getting used to the idea of having to be covered up and not to have the freedom to take off my head scarf. At the same time it felt as we were on completely new territory and had never felt anything like this before. Not sure what was waiting for us…

It was compulsory to have a hotel booking when we applied for our visas. It was the only one we did throughout the whole journey from Barcelona to Singapore as far as I can still remember. And we were anxious about the fact that we were not married. What if they would not let us share the room because we couldn’t show a marriage certificate?

We said goodbye to our friends and looked out for a taxi. Still remember the images of the city, our walks through town..all very cautiously. We met a guy called Ali who helped us show the way. We are still in touch after more than 20 years;) But much has changed since then. I feel very lucky to have experienced our time in Iran. The people so warm and kind. Beautiful scenery, stunning architecture, delicious food and so many stories to tell…