After two days of
rest we made our way to the Iran border Cat in full longsleeves and
headscarf and under her bike gear.
As we got close near
Mount Ararat we saw another biker so I decided to pull over and see if he was
ok. He was but he was just stopping to take some photos. His name was Tony and
he was from Austria about to do a 1 month tour of Iran. After a 5 minute chat
we decided it would be good for us to ride together for a couple of days as we
were heading in the same direction and neither of us sure what to expect.
As we got to the
border there was a huge queue none of the signs are in English so its a bit
of a guessing game as to what queues you have to be in. So after splitting up
and joining various queues we started to figure it out. It took us 40 minutes
to clear the Turkey side as there was a large queue of foot passengers and we
werent sure if we had to join them but we did and of course they dont
queue so its a lot of holding your positio…