3rd trip to Iran Conti

another pic of us waiting for the car... this is the 4th time it broke down.
it was a long 18 hrs ride from the port to the hotel that we r housed in.

many things happen in btwn, nasty things that i wish i could forget.

about 14hrs of rd, we finally got to a petrol station to top up n get refreshed.

so logically what would u do? search for a loo n piss or something rite?

so i got off the car, asked the person collecting money for the petrol where is the loo.

the loo is juz infront of us, juz asked as it wont hurt.

but to my horror... he pointed to the road n said,' there, on the road'

i was like.... 'huh', then i got the hint, so i went back into the car.

2nd incident, abt 2 more hrs later... there was this 2 young military guys...

they opened the car door n got in, only 1 can manage to get into the front seat.

the other guy open the back door, tried to get in, but we were already maxed out.

they made us pull over, got our identification. they looked at the other 2 indian's identification n returned them.

but they refuse to return mine, then they were holding their batons as if they want fight.

do i look like a terrorist or something? i was already super pissed by the long ride in the tiny car, almost sent back to the ship coz the agent did not put enough money under the table to get me out of the land, squashed in the back seat with not much air to breath, car that broke down 5 times, can not piss in the loo. the last thing i need is some young punk waving the baton at me. im all charged up for some action at this point of time, got out of the car, stretched myself n wait for him to draw first blood. we were there for abt 30mins b4 his supervisor came, saw my passport n waved us to leave. was alil' disapoointed that i could not release some steam.

finally got to this hotel, Taj mahal hotel

the 'living rm'

bedroom

loo

the hotel lobby

this is the guy that was with us in the car, we had a gd meal the next day afternnon.

food

some crispy prata like food

spinich

after lunch, we decided to walk arnd to explore. but the whole place was like dead, evacuated. it felt like in the movies, 'i m legend'... not a single soul was in sight.

finally we found some living person

it was a lil chilly when the wind blows...

not kidding man, thought some zombie might jump out of the shadow

the living condition there

i think this is the equivalent of our hdb

this i come to conclude is their favourite past time. pinic by the road. any space that they can find, any small space that they can sit down, they would whip out food to eat.

dont know whats that actually

at the airport.... i was having difficulties with the customs... the custom officer gave me a suspicious look, flip the pages of my book many times back n forth as if searching for something. then finally she let me thru...

had to transit at Dubai

it was buzzling with tourist from all over.

they had some lucky draw, giving away a porche. Qatar was giving away Merc, Bahrain giving away Lambor... these countries..... too generous

top view

found a place to chill out. this guy in the pic, he was suppose to catch a connecting flight back to India. but there was a mixed up in details, his flight was actually 24hrs later. sian rite?? admin lapse
then it was a 8hrs flight back home...= )