Today we drive toward Esfahan, former capital of Persia and famous for its architecture. We drive past Tehran, which from the distance looks like a huge concrete smoggy behemoth of a city. The truck gets stopped several times by police to check the licence for travelling in Iran.
It’s another bush camp tonight, and the girls are getting fed up with the headscarves and chadors.
I am camped on top of the truck and in the vicinity of John and Tracy’s tent screaming loud organisms are heard throughout the night.
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