Via Bandar Anzali to Rasht

Cycling along the Caspian Sea was characterized by beaches littered with trash and cars stopping us to give us bread, fruits or sweets, to take pictures or to invite us to their homes. Whenever a car pulls over in front of us, this is very likely to happen and we were told that many Iranians view foreign tourists as 'messengers of God'. What can we say?

In Bandar Anzali, we met Mostafa, Jalal and his wife Nushin who hosted us, showed us around in the city and invited us for some kebab.

On our way to Rasht another cyclist unexpectedly joined us on his bike. It was Mohamed. We cycled together and spent a great day at the old bazar, the city center of Rasht and had a tasty dinner in his favorite restaurant.

We love these bazars and the mindset of the Iranians.Read more