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Tehran, Iran
Tuesday, Sep 13, 2005

Pollutionsville

David Murray
2007-02-21 19:59:46

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and we were stared at by all the men. They kept it up until we reached our stop, which was Khomeini Square. Getting off is worse than the London Tube. The locals give you half a persons space, then you push and shove. We were getting off here as we wanted to see to the National History Museum to kill some time. Basically, there was a lot of stuff from Persopolis. Obviously, they had taken the best stuff and kept the shit there. We could only see, when we go there. There was some older stuff, plus Salt Man. When we read this, we thought it might have been some new Iranian Super Hero, but it wasn't. They had found some guy who was around 1600 years old. He was very impressive. You could even see his gold earring. Included in the price was a tour of the National Islamic Museum. After we had seen the Prayer Rugs, it was pretty boring !!!!! Apart from nearly being run over by the idiots on the pavements, that was the end of day 3

Day 4

We arose early, and checked out. We had a trip booked on an overnight train to Esfahan, so we went to see Golestan Palace. Basically, they make you buy separate tickets for each individual room, so we bought the three that we wanted and went ahead. The first one has a huge alabaster throne. It is also open on the front. Quite weird for a room, but this is Iran remember. We went off to the next room, and asked if this was the correct room, they answered yes, so we went in. The rooms here were highly decorated. Ok I suppose, but no Versaille. We had one ticket left and this was to see some photos. Before we got there, there was a sign pointing to a room, that we had bought a ticket for. Little fuckers, had taken our ticket, so we went up to the counter and explained to the Extremists on the desk, and amazingly, they let us two Infidels in. Not much was in here, a few mirrors and some paintings. We went to see the photo exhibition, it was ok. However, all the pictures of the women looked like men dressed in drag !!! That was the palace done. We crossed the road and had one last hit of the bazaar. After seeing the Prayer Rugs the previous day, I wanted to see what they sellers had to offer. I was keen to add to my two Turkish and one Kurdish Prayer Rug collection. We walked around, and was eventually asked for tea and a showing. He had a couple of nice ones, and the prices were ok, much cheaper than Turkey but we told him we needed some food and we would come back later. A couple of hours later, we came back, but his shop was all locked up. Another guy, happened to be standing there and said he had better Prayer Rugs, how unusual. We went with him, and he had some ok ones, but nothing that jumped out at us, so we bid farewell to him. We grabbed our packs, made our way to the station, as we were now on our way to our next stop. Esfahan