mosque,mosque and more mosque
Esfahan, bridge at night
Time for a haircut The magic about this trip is that you wake up in the morning and have no idea how the day will go and what you will do, for the best and for the worst. Yesterday was a chaotic day, celebrations, hairdresser, eyebrows done in iranian style, buying a new cell phone and heading to the hospital in the middle of the night (im fine!).
So in 24h I woke up and realized we were not 3 but 4 in the room. I quickly realized the fourth person was someone who had been with me in Yazd, I told her I was heading to the hairdresser, and she joined me too. Got a proper haircut, im finally over my two colour hair, my hair is short and back to one colour. Or at least I think so. I spend the day with a headscarf on so I have not been able to admire my new hair cut too much.
In fact the hairdresser was downstairs in a hidden place so people coming through the street could not see the hair of the women. We arrived and there was one person working....we arrived at 11 and by the time my eyebrows and hair were done and her hair and facial done it was around 3.30 !! It was intresting some other girls that were there were getting their entire face waxed, including cheaks. I had never seen that before! I had seen arms, moustache, bear but cheaks?? interesting! To go to the toilet we had to go to the street so 2 minutes after having blown dry my hair I was putting again a headscarf to go to the street and go to the toilet. Quite an interesting scene. The hairdresser had a tantop and you could see a lot of her breasts. When we told her to show us the toilet she had to cover herself completely up... it seemed all so illogical, for simply 2 seconds of crossing the street.
Later we headed for some lunch in a big empty hotel/restaurant. They said they were closed but I still managed to get a salad (FINALLY!) and some Kubide Kebab...it was good. Later I asked the guy where I could buy a new phone and with iranian hospitality he even drove me to the street where there are all the phone shops. I got the basic of the basic Nokia phone, with arabic writing (and romanic too) in the keypad! So at least I got something that will look original back home. And despite the guy kindness to drive us there and talk to us, there it came...are you single? I was not very assertive by saying hmmm not really. So how old are you? And then it came again later and in a more secretive tone, so are you single? No Im not single. Whatever thing to keep someone away... buff!!! Im not going to tell them im married, but at least that I have a boyfriend because I am fed up of being followed during long time in the streets. Im fine with comments of 1 second and stares, but being followed is another thing. This is the only thing that leaves a bitter taste of my trip and it is mens attitude towards women. You start having doubts and second thoughts about what are their real intentions, and what they want from you.I have heard quite a few bad stories already from girls traveling around, and I am hoping not to spend too much time alone in the coming days because I do not want to leave with this impression of this country. This is really the only thing that has made my stay a bit bitter, for the rest I have had so far amazing food, amazing welcomings in people homes and great experiences, I just wish at some points I could walk alone without having a men following me or 3 motorcycles driving at 5km/h besides me. Nevertheless Iran is a must vist country for any person in this planet!
So it turns out that there is some kind of insects running around our hotel in Esfahan. So my roomate asked for a change of rooms. Still at 3am she woke me up because she couldnt sleep her entire face was blown up, specially the eye so we headed in search for a hospital. The taxi driver even came with us, and to see the doctor and later took us to the pharmacy and then back. The situtaiton on her face has not improved that much, hopefully will during the day. So hospital in Laos and in Iran are done. Seems like I will add this as a visit in all my countries! The doctor spoke good english and the service was good. They told us they didn't have the medication there, but after a bit of asking we were able to get the injection in the same hospital from the emergency room!! I have seen that you have to ask and plee and look desperate to get things sometimes... lesson learned!!
So in 24h I woke up and realized we were not 3 but 4 in the room. I quickly realized the fourth person was someone who had been with me in Yazd, I told her I was heading to the hairdresser, and she joined me too. Got a proper haircut, im finally over my two colour hair, my hair is short and back to one colour. Or at least I think so. I spend the day with a headscarf on so I have not been able to admire my new hair cut too much.
In fact the hairdresser was downstairs in a hidden place so people coming through the street could not see the hair of the women. We arrived and there was one person working....we arrived at 11 and by the time my eyebrows and hair were done and her hair and facial done it was around 3.30 !! It was intresting some other girls that were there were getting their entire face waxed, including cheaks. I had never seen that before! I had seen arms, moustache, bear but cheaks?? interesting! To go to the toilet we had to go to the street so 2 minutes after having blown dry my hair I was putting again a headscarf to go to the street and go to the toilet. Quite an interesting scene. The hairdresser had a tantop and you could see a lot of her breasts. When we told her to show us the toilet she had to cover herself completely up... it seemed all so illogical, for simply 2 seconds of crossing the street.
Later we headed for some lunch in a big empty hotel/restaurant. They said they were closed but I still managed to get a salad (FINALLY!) and some Kubide Kebab...it was good. Later I asked the guy where I could buy a new phone and with iranian hospitality he even drove me to the street where there are all the phone shops. I got the basic of the basic Nokia phone, with arabic writing (and romanic too) in the keypad! So at least I got something that will look original back home. And despite the guy kindness to drive us there and talk to us, there it came...are you single? I was not very assertive by saying hmmm not really. So how old are you? And then it came again later and in a more secretive tone, so are you single? No Im not single. Whatever thing to keep someone away... buff!!! Im not going to tell them im married, but at least that I have a boyfriend because I am fed up of being followed during long time in the streets. Im fine with comments of 1 second and stares, but being followed is another thing. This is the only thing that leaves a bitter taste of my trip and it is mens attitude towards women. You start having doubts and second thoughts about what are their real intentions, and what they want from you.I have heard quite a few bad stories already from girls traveling around, and I am hoping not to spend too much time alone in the coming days because I do not want to leave with this impression of this country. This is really the only thing that has made my stay a bit bitter, for the rest I have had so far amazing food, amazing welcomings in people homes and great experiences, I just wish at some points I could walk alone without having a men following me or 3 motorcycles driving at 5km/h besides me. Nevertheless Iran is a must vist country for any person in this planet!
So it turns out that there is some kind of insects running around our hotel in Esfahan. So my roomate asked for a change of rooms. Still at 3am she woke me up because she couldnt sleep her entire face was blown up, specially the eye so we headed in search for a hospital. The taxi driver even came with us, and to see the doctor and later took us to the pharmacy and then back. The situtaiton on her face has not improved that much, hopefully will during the day. So hospital in Laos and in Iran are done. Seems like I will add this as a visit in all my countries! The doctor spoke good english and the service was good. They told us they didn't have the medication there, but after a bit of asking we were able to get the injection in the same hospital from the emergency room!! I have seen that you have to ask and plee and look desperate to get things sometimes... lesson learned!!
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hey! really interesting anecdotes!
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Hospital a Laos??
the haircut thing.. GOOOD! :-p
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