Monthly Archives: May 2018

lord of the flies

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It had been a good night until five thirty in the morning, when a rooster started doing his thing right outside my door. Musa, the father of the family I had been staying with, gave me some bread and some eggs and some tea, and just as I was getting ready to leave, his daughters […]


sleeping goose

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When I left the small village of Tangrah, the sky was blue and the scenery was green: I passed little villages… …and tracks that led into the forest: But I always stayed on the main road, and sometimes it looked almost as if I was walking through Germany: But behind me, and behind the Caboose, […]


penis country

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I went to a land far, far away today. A land hidden within green hills: A land reachable by a steep and narrow path: A land of penises: This place is called Khalid Nabi, and it is believed to be a pre-Islamic cemetery. A lot of the stones are shaped in a schlongy way, and […]


gangsta hijabi

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I was going to relax today. Do nothing. Just hours and hours of hammock time and reading. I felt like I needed to come down a little bit. I was walking alright, but I was also keeping myself pretty busy with other things. But alas, I failed. First, at breakfast, a gentleman who introduced himself […]


swinging away

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Of course there wasn’t going to be any bacon. Nor was there going to be any beer. The wild boars (who were just glorified pigs basically) were free to roam around the jungle and be the kings of the trash, without anyone eating them. So I ordered some kebab and a can of coke, and […]


singing with happiness, burning with rage

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I had some more trouble with my tires, but the dudes from the Red Crescent helped me get it fixed. They were overall nice guys, and they had given me great food and a warm place to spend the night: I was a bit shocked when I noticed that the barbecue stands outside were already […]


from the desert

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I woke up somewhat refreshed and thanked Daniel, the caretaker of the place, for his hospitality: Then I was back on the desert road: I ran into Ali, a cyclist who was on his way to Mashhad: He seemed very happy to have reached the high point of the plateau. I was happy as well, […]


sheep whisperer

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Hadi’s house was simple, but it was cozy: I actually quite enjoyed the simplicity of it: I said goodbye to my host: And then I said goodbye to the fire temple: The land was open, and could see flocks of sheep long before I met them: I had a good time exchanging loud baahs with […]


the fire temple

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I left my rented room through the same alley that I had walked down the day before: The village looked like it was still asleep: This was when I discovered that I had a flat tire. Again. My pump had broken down, so I was pretty disappointed. But I decided that the tire wasn’t completely […]