Monday, January 25, 2016

Iran Chronicles, Part 2

Hamoon said the sanctions really made life hard for Iranians, i was struggling to understand how sanctions work though because seemed like a lot of stuff was available in Tehran, like branded clothes (in the shopping malls), food and all the typical stuff that can be found in the bazaar, essential items, toys, even the latest handphones... everything seemed normal to me. Hamoon said its all a very big and organized smuggling ring, everything i see in Iran is smuggled, he said, still, it was hard to comprehend such a scale, at least for me, even if its all smuggled, its more like an open smuggle, and if its open smuggle, it might as well be normal import/export business. but he did say most stuff are more expensive than what you can find overseas by some margin, most people i met said Apple products are very expensive in Iran (when they saw i used iphone and ipad), but when we compared the price of Apple products in Malaysia and Iran, it turned out to be almost the same after conversion in US dollars (even using the old currency rates before the market crisis happening right now). so, hmm. Foreign credit cards are obviously cannot be used in Iran, but they have found ways around it for foreigners, at least at shops that sell expensive stuff like carpets ;p When asked about politics, Hamoon said most people did not like Ahmadinejad and he liked the current president Hassan Rouhani better. and of course everybody says the govt. is corrupted. like so so corrupted. the supreme leader being the Ayatollah, he likened it to our Muftis in Malaysia.

In Tehran, there is this big and very long main street that goes all the way from north to south of Tehran city called Vali Asr, the north side lives the affluent neighborhood and people, which was where Amir's house was located at, at Velenjak street. We walked around the bazaar at Tajrish Sq, also at the north side of Vali Asr, and that night we had dinner and coffee all around the same area. obviously Hamoon and Amir are the more fortunate and well-to-do Iranians. As you move towards the south side of Vali Asr street, you can find and see drug addicts and prostitutes and the poorer people of Iran, so Hamoon said. In fact, we did pass through the southern side of Tehran on our way to Qom and Kashan the next day (on the bus), and saw the more dilapidated buildings, square boring brown buildings. At the north side, the buildings were very European to my surprise. I didnt feel like I was in a Middle Eastern city (i was comparing to Cairo and Amman and Makkah and Muscat and Old Dubai). I am careful not to say Arab cities, because Iranians are Persians and they dont like the Arabs and they are also not Arabs, they'll get mad if we call them Arabs. Hamoon said before the 1979 Islamic revolution, Iran was very westernized and it was during this time the leaders at the time built the buildings following the european architecture especially the french. Its amazing really to see it with my eyes. the place where we had coffee was at one of the museums with european architecture, it was really very fancy. even the place we had dinner at. about 100-200 years ago, the main language in Iran was actually french, and they still used some french in their daily conversations, like merci and billet, im sure there are more. it was funny that i was saying merci alot while i was in iran! hahahaha.

Late that night, i got a confirmation from the CS host in Kashan who initially declined, saying the she could host us at the last minute. we were going to Kashan the next day, lucky! or else i was already prepared to find accom on arrival to the city.

Apparently Tehran is kinda polluted which i mistook for haze, that day we went to Tochal was particularly bad as you can see from the picture below. But more than a week later when i was back in Tehran before my flight home, it was so clear, and it was really beautiful because you can see the snow capped mountains surrounding all of Tehran in the north side, even from a distance of 40km from the mountains. lovely!!

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Tehran from telecabin 1st station (roughly 900m asl)

Qom & Kashan

Day 3

After another hearty Iranian breakfast and armed with food to eat by Farida, we took the subway to the bus station to get ourselves to Qom. The subway (also public buses) are separated for men and women. I saw many women selling products on the subway, moving around in the subway from car to car carrying the stuff they are selling from panty hose to skin scare to knives, making ends meet. some friendly ladies came to talk to me as usual. At the bus station, ticket sellers were standing outside their buses shouting the destinations, we approached the one going to Qom, paid our 200,000 rials (aka 20,000 toman, about 6 usd) per billet, and the bus made its way when it was almost full. Even while the bus was moving slowly, the minders were still standing at the steps and shouting the destinations, and they picked up a few more passengers along the way right before it entered the highway. and our bus driver was a lady too. i gave some fruits to the minders and bus driver, and he in return gave us hot tea. everywhere its tea, tea is everywhere. love tea. haha. the bus was very comfortable and spacious.

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A billboard with the words 'ya Ali' (was on the bus Tehran-Qom)

Qom was a pitstop, we were dropped at a small bus station next to the highway, took a taxi to Jamkaran Mosque (not knowing the significance of the mosque yet). wore our customary chador (it was always provided at the entrance of most mosques), and went it. most mosques in Iran have a open air square in the middle, and the praying area with the mimbar will be at one of the sides where the kiblat is facing outwards. the interior of the mosques are very beautiful, the designs intricate and very good craftsmanship. very cozy, while my cousin prayed zuhur/asar jama', (i was on 'holiday' lol), i took my time just watching the syiah women pray using their stones. the syiah use a stone that they put at the position where they sujud, so their forehead will touch the stone instead of the sajdah or the ground. everything other prayer movements seems to be similar to us. the quran they used are also the same. at the entrance to prayer area, most mosques would provide plastics to put your shoes in and bring it with you.

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Jamkaran Mosque in Qom. You can see the pictures of Ayatollah Khomenei and Ayatollah Khamenei on the left and right of the entrance to the praying area. This duet pictures of the Ayatollahs can be seen everywhere in Iran.


After that, we took a bus to another place called the Fatima Mausoleum, or the Holy Shrine of Fatima. At first i thought it was the Holy Shrine for Saiyidina Ali RA's wife, or Rasulullah's daughter, since i don't know any other Fatima, although I was a bit skeptical of my own assumptions. We walked from the bus stop to the shrine, carrying our backpacks, and lo and behold, a friendly Iranian came to chat with us. Again, he correctly guessed we are from Malaysia, although he did ask my the style of my hijab was different from what my cousin was wearing (she was wearing something like a fancy snowcap-like head/hair cover). I wore my usual hijab like u've seen numerous times before. This man said he's been to Malaysia before. Seeing this man was eager to talk to us and show us around, i took the opportunity to ask him all the questions i had about this shrine, a free tour guide! ;p. His name is Iman, first he helped us locate the place to store our bags, and then we went ahead to enter the shrine and told him to meet us inside, but we were turned back because we didnt have chador. We started going to the chador place, and then Iman suddenly appeared again, i guess he saw us not going in, and he walked with us to get the chador, then we queued to enter the shrine, which was really huge and had like over 20 different entrances i think. Btw most entrances into shrines and mosques for the women are covered with curtains. At the entrance behind the curtains, there were women inspectors to check our bags and stuff. When we wanted to enter the shrine, we were stopped. It was obvious that we were tourists (again, despite the hijab and being muslim, we couldnt really pass off as locals ahhaa). usually there were no problems entering mosques. But this was a Shrine of someone important to the syiah community, so they were wondering why we wanted to go inside. And tourists usually come in arranged groups and tours, yet there were only two of us. so after they checked with their head office which took some time, we were finally let go to enter the shrine. Iman was already waiting inside at the square.

What we found out from Iman, our adhoc tour guide:
About the prayer stones, it is made of clay from a place called Mashad. This city is where their 8th Imam Reza comes from, hence they believe the clay is holy i think. The syiah believe in 12 Imams, the first being Imam Ali, our 4th Khalifah, and all the rest of their Imams are descendants of Saiyidina Ali RA (btw these stones sell for like 1 usd in the bazaars). The Shrine that we were visiting is the sister of Imam Reza, who died in Qom while on the way to Mashad to visit his brother. Right, that makes more sense to me! hehe... here was the first time i saw the mirror mosaic architecture, and the whole interior was decorated with mirrors, with the mausoleum right in the middle, there were so many people inside and outside the shrine, and people were surrounding the tomb, touching it and stuff. its not the first time ive seen something like this though, the touching and all, as if by touching a holy shrine, they'd get the barakah or whatever, i dont really understand. i once saw the same thing in Ajmer Sharif Dargah in India, when i was there back in 2011, there was located a sufi shrine, and the indians brought offerings and such to the shrine, touching and praying in the area, reading the quran, and they were muslims, its as if the practices of the Hindus (bringing offerings) and Islam were assimilated, and again i saw the same thing in Makkah, when the indians/pakistanis were touching the Kaabah.. even Nabi Ibrahim's makam.. and at the top of Jabal Rahmah (where supposedly is the location where Nabi Adam met Eve), these people revere the tombs and the monuments alike.. the police had to place people at these people to prevent them from doing that, but its too much to handle really. so anyway, photography was not allowed inside the shrine,.. it was amazing, the architecture that is. by the time we left the shrine it was already 4.30pm, and that after turning down Iman's offer to drink tea and talk some more..we didnt want to arrive in Kashan too late. Iman wanted to visit Malaysia again, he took my phone number down. one of the things he asked was, "Iran is a syiah country, you are sunni, why do u want to visit Iran?" but at the end of the day, they'd say, its good no problem we are all muslims, we should welcome each other.

Another thing i found out from Iman was that, the Jamkaran Mosque that we visited earlier was actually dedicated to Imam Mahdi, which they believe is their 12th Imam, and its the same Imam Mahdi as Sunnis believe.

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Mirror mosaic at the entrance of Fatima Holy Shrine, the whole interior was decorated like this.

We got on our bus to Kashan around 5pm, the other passengers probably paid extra to get a packet of biscuits and drinks, coz we didnt get them, but one guy gave his to us. When we reached Kashan, he invited us to share a taxi with him to the bazaar area in Kashan because that was where he was headed as well (he didnt speak English so it was all sign language lol), apparently he had a textile shop and sold men's clothing at the bazaar, and his two sons were waiting for him at this shop. we walked around the bazaar, and we were also desperate to go to the toilet, so we found a mosque with the men's toilet at the front, we couldnt find the women's toilet, then we saw an iranian women who simply went into the men's toilet, and we just followed suit. men who came into the toilet later were shocked to find us in there, but we paid little mind hahahahaha. again, being non local and not being able to speak Farsi was our ticket to do whatever we did (feigning clueless-ness as tourists/foreigners who doesnt understand how things work) hehehehehehehe.

we were hungry so we looked for some falafel and waited at the shop for our CS host to pick us up. Our host, her name was Fatima, came to pick us up with her friend. She's a part time english teacher who teaches english at the university for engineering students, her classed finished earlier than expected, and we went straight to her house. As we were arriving at her house, she dropped the bomb: "btw, couchsurfing is illegal in Iran". hahahahahahahhaha. really? okayy. she told us to be quiet, and before we left the car, we made sure there were no nosy neighbors around looking, as far as we could see, and quietly entered her house. her friend left, and then i found out she was married, and her husband was on the way home. Apparently her husband is a tour guide, and she helps her husband with the tour guide work sometimes.

i asked more about CS being illegal in Iran. The govt is very well aware of CS, they declare it illegal in the country, but they don't really catch people doing it as long as the surfers and the host dont stir trouble while couchsurfing. trouble such as making noise or whatever else, or if neighbors don't complain. The govt knows and monitors the websites and all. the reason they dont take any action despite declaring it illegal is because they also know that CS is very famous in Iran and its one of the unofficial way to encourage tourists to come to Iran and say good things about Iran. as ive already mentioned, Iranians are very friendly, and so many people have only good things to say about the hospitality of iranians, its like the word of mouth kind of promoting tourism in Iran. CS hosts in Iran is very limited, and Fatima said that the hosts gets requests from surfers like all the time, almost everyday, especially those in Shiraz and Esfahan, the more touristic cities. They have their own lives too and can't accept every single request that comes in. Also, its illegal for women to stay at a man's house and vice versa, especially if they are single, so even hosts have to be careful in choosing the surfers they agree to host. So she said, that's probably the reason why 3 hosts in Shiraz have already turned us down.

about 30 minutes later, her husband came back, we ate some bread and drank tea, and he offered us saffron ice cream, which sounded exotic but didnt taste really good. although we forced ourselves to finish it since it was impolite to not finish it, lol. Fatima and her husband, Mostafa operate the Free Iran Tour in Kashan, following the same modus operandi as the free tours available in most big european cities, which i totally utilize whenever i am touring europe. basically, these free tours make money from tips, and its up to you how much you want to give. they have their free iran tour page on tripadvisor, and they rank number one in the things to do in Iran, as voted by users. amazing right? from the tourists Fatima and Mostafa get from their free tours, they offer further paid arranged tours, in Kashan and all around Iran. they've been doing this for 2 years now. Mostafa was also previously and english teacher. He said his pay from a month of being and english teacher is the same as how much he could make in a week as a tour guide, and that's about 200 usd. the risk though, when he get requests to arrange for tours in Iran from foreigners, is that the foreigners couldnt pay or use their credit card, and they cant get paid, like the usual deposit, before the tourists actually arrive and meet them in Iran, so Mostafa has to front their own money first making the necessary bookings. and sometimes these tourists may cancel at the last minute due to inability to get visas, for instance. and that is money gone for them, unless they make other arrangements to get back their money, which seems very hard (like sometimes someone they know is going overseas and the foreigner would bank in their money in a bank and that someone will withraw it from that bank that is not in Iran and then he will bring back the money into Iran, something like that.

so anyway, we used Mostafa's contacts (he offered) and he arranged for us a hotel in Shiraz, which cost only like 16 usd a night for a double room (our room we booked in Yazd cost 40 usd a night). we couldnt have gotten this deal from any online sources, or if we booked ourselves. it was a rate for locals. we also arranged for a driver to drive us to Esfahan the next day, with a pitstop in Abyaneh. (we couldve taken a bus straight to Esfahan but we wanted to detour to Abyaneh, which cannot be done if we took the bus). once all of that was arranged, i was ready to sleep. we slept in the living room on one side, while Mostafa and Fatima also slept in the living room at the other end, it was a huge area. my cousin did her prayers, and after that we got to talking with Mostafa the differences between sunni and syiah, like the prayers and ablution. you might know this already, but i'll write it down anyway.

The basic prayers, and the amount of rakaah is the same as us. But the difference is that syiah only pray three times a day. The subuh, 2 rakaah. And then they combine Zuhur and Asr, as in praying at the same time, one after the other. both prayers 4 rakaah, so a total of 8 rakaah with 2 salams. And then at maghrib time, they combine Maghrib and Isyak, also the same number of rakaah, 3 and 4 each, with 2 salams. As for ablution, its also the same with us except the feet, whereby they only slightly touch a part of their feet with water, whereas we would wash our whole feet thoroughly.

Mostafa and Fatima have never been to Malaysia. they said its not easy for them to leave the country because Mostafa have not yet completed his 18 months compulsory military service thats imposed on all Iranian men citizen above 18 years old. If they wanted to leave the country for a trip, they must get special permission from the government, or if it was an official trip like presenting at a conference or something like that. So Mostafa is preparing to do his military service soon, and because he is married, he is allowed to do it in Kashan where he lives. I told them that I'd be happy to bring them around in KL whenever they come to Malaysia one day.

TBC

Iran Chronicles, Part 1

An amazing yet misunderstood country. Where do i start?

Prologue
I told you that I had so many things to share about Iran.. but how come its not the same about Iceland? See the difference is that, to talk about Iceland, I'd only have to say that Iceland is beautiful with out of this world landscapes in so many different words, but the central idea is the same, the allure is in its nature, and if i wanted to go a little further, i'd probably talk about the geographical formations.. but that's it. and anyway, showing pictures of Iceland was enough to show all about the country, although even the pictures couldnt do justice to how beautiful Iceland's scenery is in real life. also, i didnt really have any contacts and culture experience with local Icelanders.

But for Iran, there's the culture, architecture, history, people and their life, and politics and regime, the young and the old, and last but not least, Syiah.. which interests me as a fellow muslim and particularly as a Sunni. there's so much we can discuss about.

As always, there's only a handful of people that I told about going to Iran, that includes my family. The typical first question is, why Iran? what's in Iran? isn't it dangerous? you better be careful, its a syiah country, they'll convert you.. or, the syiah's hate the sunnis. something along those lines. you were one of the few who didn't respond in this manner, thank you for that. first of all, i personally think these are ignorant questions, but maybe its not really their fault for having these perceptions of a country that's always reported in a bad light in the media.. btw, i got the same "isnt it dangerous" response when I went to South America in 2011, the central worry being about drug gangs and slums. i for one believe that Iran is not a dangerous country at all, because Kimal has been there before and i trust him with my life when it comes to traveling, and ive read enough travel blogs by couples and solo women travelers alike who all said that Iran is safe, even safer than my own country.

ok so some parts might be mundane, this is probably like writing a diary.. some minute details might find its way here (as far as my useless brain can recall) this is going to be a looooooonggggggggg email so hope you don't mind or get too bored. ;p

Itinerary planning
i actually totally forgot about my iran trip until about less than 2 weeks before my flight out. i spent one full day working out the general itinerary and scanning places of interest to go at each city and also prioritizing to plan how many days is adequate to stay at those cities within the limited time frame. seriously 11 days seemed too short. so I fly into Tehran, and the order goes: Tehran-Qom-Kashan-Abyaneh-Esfahan-Yazd-Shiraz and back to Tehran for my flight back to KL. the first thing i had to do was buy a domestic flight ticket from Shiraz to Tehran. and i had my first taste of Iran even before leaving Malaysia. lol. I couldn't use my credit card to buy those tickets online, only Iranian-issued debit/credits are allowed for any transaction... hahahaha i should've known this was going to be the case, with the sanctions in place and all. But we're so used to not having such restrictions that I didn't really think about it. I was going for Mahan Air, so I told my cousin, who then said she will ask her former Iranian student named Amir (more on this later) to buy the tickets for us. At the same time, I told her to ask Amir to check tickets for Iran Air as well, to compare the prices. He got back to us and said Iran Air was cheaper, and told my cousin to go to the Iran Air office in KL to buy said tickets. and so finally we managed to secure them.

Amir also had an Iranian friend in KL who gave us really good rates to exchange RM and IRRs (Iranian rials). My budget was about usd 350 dollars max for ground expenses for 11 days, but i only exchanged usd 250 first. I wouldve spent 200 ringgit more if i used the official money exchangers with current rates. Im not sure if this was an illegal or black market transaction hahahaha. i think of it more like a mutually agreed and beneficial business transaction between two parties ;p

Accommodation planning
Next up was accommodation. My plan was mostly to couchsurf (CS) in Iran (you know how couchsurfing works right?) mainly because Kimal did that in Iran as well, and also it was not so easy to find accom in Iran from online sources.. those with information and means to be contacted are often the more expensive ones or are mentioned in Lonely Planet which means their rates are already marked up because they get a lot of foreigners already (btw I rarely use LP for any of my travels). I've also had some prior experience couchsurfing, i'll save that story for next time (if u remember to ask ;p)

My cousin was a former lecturer at Universiti Sains Malaysian (USM) in Penang, and she had an Iranian student that she was friends with. His name is Amir Talebi (btw Talebi means watermelon in Farsi hehe). Amir did his Masters in USM, and now doing his Phd there as well. He had invited my cousin to Iran long time ago and many times and had always offered his family's home in Tehran to stay at. However, this end of year 2015 he did not plan to go back to Tehran for holidays, but he already told his parents about us coming and they welcomed us to stay at their house in Tehran while we were there. So accom in Tehran settled. and here i thought, how opportune that my cousin wanted to join on what was supposed to be a solo trip.. coz i dont know any Iranians prior.

Qom and Abyaneh was going to be a pitstop, For Kashan, i got a reply on the room rates from one of the hotels there, but it was kinda too expensive for my budget, USD 60 per night for a double bed room. so i didn't book it. Initially i wanted to look for CS hosts in only Esfahan and Shiraz coz I planned to stay at these places for more than one night. I don't really wanna trouble potential hosts for only 1 day. I also tried to look for female hosts first.. the first person I contacted in Esfahan couldn't host me saying she had guests in her house (im guessing her relatives), but luckily her "fiance", which i found out later is only her boyfriend not fiance, agreed to host me instead, lucky!

For Yazd i contacted 2 hotels and only 1 replied, usd 40 for a double bed at a traditional guest house, which was still relatively expensive by my standards but i took it anyway, seeing i am already saving 3 nights of accom expenses in Esfahan, and i thought it would be nice to experience a traditional guesthouse, whatever that was. it turned out to be a building with a square in the middle with fountains and a nice place to hangout and the rooms are all around it.. the dining room was also in the square.

I contacted 3 different hosts in Shiraz but all of them declined me, the first a lady who didnt give me any reasons,the second a guy who first said maybe and then declined and also didnt say why, and the third declined and said he was already hosting other people on the same dates that I requested to surf and wished me well on my trip. btw these correspondences with the Shiraz hosts happened when i was already in Iran.. a day before my flight to Tehran I contacted the hotel in Kashan again to book the expensive room but i didnt get any reply until the end. And as a last resort, i contacted a CS host in Kashan. and then I flew to Tehran with only accoms in Tehran (Amir's parents) and Esfahan (CS host-Somy + Mohamad the fiance) and Yazd (traditional guesthouse) confirmed. Kashan and Shiraz were still up in the air.

Tehran 

Day 1
I arrived at Imam Khomenei Interational Airport late at night, i wasnt sure how strict Iran was on women's dressing, so i wore a black abaya with black scarf, and my long coat was also black. lol. arranged and paid for my visa on arrival at the airport. after the immigration, i tried to look for a local sim card but there was none to be found. went outside and haggled my taxi price, once i got the price i wanted (ended up sharing a taxi w another passenger). During this ride, my first experience with the friendliness of Iranians. The taxi driver couldnt stop talking and asking me questions, and all this he did in Farsi, he didnt speak english, the typical case of a duck talking to a chicken, but we understood each other perfectly fine, the usual questions of where im from where im going in Iran yada yada.. at one point, he pointed to every single object around us, outside and inside the taxi, and thought me the Farsi word of those objects. think i learned close to 30 new words in Farsi that night, all of which of course ive forgotten by now ;p . and btw, he drove like a MANIAC. in fact, everybody in Iran drives like a maniac. and i thought ive seen the worse of it all, having seen the traffic and drivers in Hanoi and Cairo and New Delhi, which are also over the top CRAZY.

By the time i reached Amir's apartment, i saw a guy which turned out to be his father already waiting at the front steps of the building, he mustve seen me coming from the window. A fair man and good enough spoken english for us to have good and interesting conversations. My cousin arrived earlier in the morning (we took different flights), was still out sight seeing but was already otw home, she arrived about 10 minutes later. The first thing i noticed about the apartment that there were a lot of figurines, like seriously all around the house, displayed in glass cabinets and on tables etc. there were also many paintings of people and stuff, you know like what you'd see in Italy or those famous during the Renaissance period. I was a bit surprised by this, since its very unislamic. I found out later that Amir to my cousin that his mother is a practicing muslim, i did see her pray, but Amir was silent about his father.

we had a great home cooked dinner by Amir's mom. OMG so delicious. She cooked for us ghorme sabzi and zeleshk polo and brewed tea. I ordered these dishes much later in Shiraz at a restaurant, but they weren't as good as Amir's mom cooking. Amir's mom, Farida doesnt speak english. Anyway during dinner the usual greetings and questions were asked, and then we talked about carpets. Yes ive always know Iranian carpets are of high quality and expensive, but omw when i found out the prices of the carpets in that house, i was blown away. some even cost up to 5000 us dollars!. i learned a few things about carpets, the composition and knots and quality and differences between handmade and machinemade and all that stuff. it was all very interesting. Farida showed us of a book published by Amir in malaysia (it was actually just a compilation of journal papers about.. environmental topics, like water treatments and stuff like that, related to his studies obviously, hahaha sorry i dont remember), you can see how proud the mother is. Amir's sister lives in Germany w her husband and kid (their only grandson for now), and Amir's brother lives and works in America, he has a double degree (one in engineering, another in accounting), he was back for the holidays but was leaving for the states again in 2 days time. Amir's brother who was out wanted to take us out that night to hangout, we said ok but we ended up sleeping by the time he came back to fetch us, i guess we were so tired by the whole journey.

Tehran was COLD. low singles deg celcius.

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Ghorme sabzi (dark brown), and zeleshk polo (chicken w rice, berries on top)


Day 2
The next day, after Iranian style breakfast (arab bread, walnuts, feta cheese, cream, butter and tea) we headed to Tochal.. its a mountainous area just behind Amir's house, which was purely coincidental that it was so near. we walked to the entrance gates and took the telecabin (what they call cable cars) up to the second highest station (5th station) at about 2850 m asl. the highest station are only allowed for skiers and snowboarders. omg it was so beautiful, on the way up there and also at the top. snow covered mountains and with clear blue skies, once in a while the cloud would cover until visibility is zero, then the clouds would pass and the view was incredibly beautiful. and this just a stone's throw away from Tehran. we also hiked for half hour in the snow before heading back to town later. Being a mother, Farida had already packed for us fruits and bread, so we also ate those while just chillin sittin on the rocks and enjoying the view. and again, it was freakin cold, like subzero. even Iceland wasnt this cold (at times). It being a Friday (weekend in Iran), the queue was very long to get on the telecabin. All the while i was queuing, i was checking out all these handsome Iranians, feast for my eyes really! it was too cold for me to even hold a conversation with my cousin, so the next best thing was to people watch hahahaahah. There were alot of people who also hiked from the first station all the way up to the 5th station. amazing feat, im thinking maybe next time if i ever go to Tehran again (which will not be in winter), i'd do the hike up. At one point while we were up there, a couple of guys approached us, correctly guessing that we are Malaysians, my cousin left me to my own devices as she went to the toilet, so these guys were telling us they're going to Malaysia in a couple of weeks time, and asked about hotel prices and what not, some questions about Malaysia and KL, are we muslims or not (somehow we get asked this question a lot eventhough we were wearing proper hijab, unlike most of the Iranians who typically show some hair at the front) then the killer question, how much is the price of beer? LOL. he said the price in Thailand was about 4 ringgit per bottle i think. hahahahhaha, i honestly dont know how much beer costs in Malaysia really, but i think it should be more expensive than our neighbor in the north. He took my facebook id and said he will add me later when he gets home when he will have access to VPN (facebook is blocked in Iran).

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Tochal

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​Tochal


later back in town, we met with another Iranian friend of my cousin who was the first ever student from Iran in USM, and whom later worked in USM after he finished his bachelors and masters there. Now he's doing his Phd in Singapore. Hamoon, is his name, and he's a delight really, he speaks really fast, very metro and fashionable (which I concluded from the pink color pants he was wearing that day), he came with his friend, and she's like sooo pretty. he speaks very highly of Malaysia, and speaks very poorly of Iran. LOL. its funny really. He says Iran is weird and he doesnt understand his own country. we went for coffee and later barbecue dinner and then coffee again, by the time we came home it was around 9 or 10pm i think. His thesis topic is something about the role of women in islamic Jihad. As part of his research, he has been to countries like Turkey and Jordan and Lebanon etc, went to refugee camps and interviewed a lot of women, including ISIS defectors. it was sooooooo interesting. although i didnt have time to ask more about this, but i will if i meet him again next time. I'm going to singapore soon, maybe we can meet up for a chat..

TBC