The day that never ends…. 6:00 am up, 7:00 am on the bus.
Then we drove west along the Caspian shore through Rasht to Masule , a small mountain village with house built into the hillside. We walked around the town for an hour.
The route – Tehran to Karaj along the River Rud-e Chalus. Then to Rasht to Qazvin via the Sarfid River.
We arrived in Tehran at 7:30 p.m. with just enough time to shower and change for the plane. We left the hotel at 10:30 p.m. for our flight at 2:00 am. We had a delay of 1 1/2 hours, which gave us just enough time to buy some dates in the duty free shop.
We made it through customs, just barely. We bluffed our way through as a group. Then, packed Ahura in John’s dirty clothes and checked him through to Boston.
A 5-hour flight…. no more scarves…and the best wine and beer we’ve ever tasted…
Breakfast in Frankfurt courtesy of Lufthansa…and a place to hide for the long layover.
2:00 p.m. departure to Boston…
We all (Ahura included) arrived safe in Boston....
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