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Shiraz, Iran
Tuesday, Sep 20, 2005

Red Red Wiiiiiiiine

David Murray
2007-02-23 21:57:48

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Finally, we managed to escape the institution that was Amir Kabir Hostel. Vowing never, yes never to return !!! We had purchased our tickets and we were on our way to the home of the red wine that is know as Shiraz !!! Amazingly, I managed to make another mate on the bus. Not being very popular in either Australia or the UK, the Iranians love me. A man walked up to me at our dedicated lunch stop and invited us to lunch. Lucy and I being very tight and were never going to buy lunch, did refuse, but my stomach got the better of us so we accepted another freebie. I did offer him some money, but hew would not accept it. Lunch was ok, and we found out that he worked for the President of Iran. Fuck I meet the right people. He told us about him and then it was time to get back on the bus and head to Shiraz. Upon arrival at the terminal, he made us get in his cab, and he took us into the city. He paid of course and as a final gift, he invited us to his place which was 150 K's south. He wanted us to come and drink beer and wine !!! Being on a non alcohol diet, we took his email and number and told him we would think about it.

Once we found the hotel, the receptionist did his job and asked, "Passport Police". Lucy did not get it. She wanted to know why he wanted the passport police here. I explained that he meant Persopolis !!! Realistically though, there is not much to Shiraz. We hit the Arg, more commonly known as a fort in this Extremist country. It is empty in side, bar a few rooms. One had a good photo display of old Shiraz. One of the turrets was leaning pretty heavily though. Similar to the old Leaning Tower of Pisa !!! The bazaar was good, most probably the best we have been in so far. Loads of locals milling about the place buying all their goods. One main thing that we did notice was that in Esfahan, we were running out of toothpaste and we could not buy any, but in Shiraz, it was everywhere. ...