Since a lot of people ask me for Instagram, I have now created one.
Now it’s Iran’s turn, together with Germany the 12th country of my journey.
Since the border is being renovated, I found the construction site houses, which serve as an office, and the people everywhere very chaotic. There were some annoying children walking around, who disrespectfully wanted money and always wanted to get on their bikes. While Michael fetched the stamps, I played watchdog. Several times people also wanted to change dollars, I had to refuse every time. Since lunch break was, the procedure lasted altogether perhaps 1 hour.
Then we were finally in Iran! Shortly after the border we took a break and ate something. A car came by with some people who wanted to have their siesta there as well. After a short conversation we had a place to sleep in Urmia, which was offered to us by a worker who spoke German.
We drove on through a beautiful valley, along a river, with hairpin bends, when we were stopped 20 minutes later. A woman wanted a photo with us and immediately gave out her phone number. If we had any problems in Tehran, just give us a call. She spoke fluent English.
WOW, this is supposed to be Iran? So nice the people?
A few km further on there was the first Çay tea. See there, the tea cups are bigger! We hoped that they didn’t want any money for the Çay, because we had nothing. But luckily it was free of charge.
Also interested are the huge signs with among others “USA is the real terrorist”.
Looking for a place to sleep was the order of the day.
After 2 1/2 months the farewell from Turkey comes closer and closer. I will allow myself a conclusion at the end of the contribution times.
We drove off from Adiyaman and wanted again to the Nemurt. It was really hot, as we rarely experienced it. When I looked at the thermometer for a short time, the temperature dropped rapidly due to the wind. At a comfortable 52 degrees I was able to take a quick photo.
The way out of Antalya led past one hotel palace after the other, it simply did not stop. Resort, Palace, Hotel, Club, it was pure horror!
We visited Aspendos, which is near Antalya. There is a well-preserved amphitheatre and some ruins can also be found there.
Our legs itched unbelievably and we finally wanted to camp again in the nature and be on the way. Although Istanbul has drawn towards the end on the one hand, I will miss it. Still, there are so many great places.
I left Istanbul on a coastal road that reminded me a lot of Hollywood. A wide road for cars, a wide green strip of grass, palm trees and sports facilities and stop the sea. Not that I watched too much TV, but all I needed were the big cars with the stars, then I’d be in California.
The trip with the ferry ( about 180 km, about 50 km/h fast) was boring. When we arrived after 2 1/2 hours, it was already 9 pm and dark outside.
After just over 4400 km my first big stage goal was reached! Yes, I was so excited, full of joy and proud of myself!
We went out on the bikes and I suddenly heard someone call my name. My old colleague Cem was already waiting for us, great surprise. We didn’t talk much, he told us how and where to go. With the bikes along the sea to the next ferry and then into the Asian part of Istanbul (Kadiköy) over. It’s not far from there.
My first impression was incredible, as I have never seen such a city before: Everything lit up, a lot of life on the streets, oh, I didn’t know what to say or feel, I was positively crushed, although I’m not a fan of big cities. But somehow almost everything on my journey makes me happy.
I was really looking forward to Turkey and could hardly wait. I had no idea what to expect, how the landscape looks like, I only knew that the people are really nice (again a country with nice people 😀 )
Received the stamp and off we went towards Ipsala.
Welcome back to Euroland! Over the border and already I drove over a rather empty highway into the first village. What struck me directly, the houses have another style: Almost all are white!
Now it’s Bulgaria’s turn! For Bulgaria I had to pay 50 Cent entrance fee 🙂
First I got a little money from the machine in the border town of Nikopol and could happily drive a few kilometres until my navigation device pulled me onto the first hiking trails.
Welcome to Romania! First impression: the people are super nice. I am waved at, I am always addressed. I think I waved more on the first 30 km than on the whole trip so far. Sometimes I have to chip the children’s hands while I’m driving.