The ladies don their hijabs as the plane descends into Tehran
Nicky and Mohammed under the Azadi monument
Iranian drivers are the worst in the world - we can attest to that - and the worst area in Iran is the traffic around the Azadi Monument, right where we stayed on our first day. What an introduction!
Tehran bazaar is everything an Eastern bazaar should be: huge, layrinthine, chaotic, busy and colourful.
Dizi is a great local dish made from boiled lamb with chickpeas and potatoes.
The hubbly-bubbly smoke adds atmosphere.
Lovely tile work
Nicky finds fruit and nut heaven
Ayatollah Khomeinei's Maousoleum
The assassins castle!
This is the place where assassins were given hashish, taken into a beautiful garden with lovely maidens and lead to believe they could reach paradise by killing certain people. Thus began the cult of the Assassins!
This old lady gave us tea and some of her sewing work
Sunrise in Ghazor Khan
Heating the frozen oil in God.
An ancient caravanserai from the Silk Road days.
Me and the Ayatollah
Tahkt-e-Solomon. A Zoroastrian fire temple from before Iran was Islamic. They changed the name to include Solomon to avoid having it destroyed by the arabs.
The Zoroastrians worship fire, water and the wind. There is lots of wind up here, a volcanic outlet that provides gas for an eternal flame and a hot poisonous lake - perfect for the most important temple of its time.