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dangerous waves

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I was still sad about what had happened to the swing on the beach. But when I went there today, I found out that it had merely been moved to a better place (along with the slide): There were efforts to move the bench as well, however, it had turned out to be a bit […]


why you should have long hair

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First things first: having long hair sucks, and it sucks hard. Depending on your hair’s texture, you have to use a conditioner when you shower, and you have to brush after. It takes ages for your hair to dry, too. And it gets everywhere. It’s really just annoying. But, if you have long hair, and […]


Ebrahim’s Angels

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There was a shrine right next to where I was staying: Imamzadeh Ebrahim. Word had it that he was a brother of Imam Reza, the gentleman to whom the huge shrine in Mashhad was dedicated. I decided to go check it out. It was a medium-sized shrine: Behind it (in fact, all around it) was […]


super healthy cookie

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I remember telling you about the awesome apricots I bought on the way yesterday. But I didn’t show you what they looked like: Or were they peaches? Either way it was: omnomnomnom. Why always apricots, though? Turns out the eternal question of apricots or peaches is actually quite simple: if you have a place to […]


PUNKS not DEAD

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Another slow day. A day of friendly banter, of food and of drink. One thing you realize rather early in Iran is that the people here like to eat rather late. I have had many “lunches” that were at three in the afternoon (or even at four or five), and dinner is often at nine […]


the (not so silent) silent place

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I was going to rest up in Sari for a few days. So today my friends took me to an historical madrasa in a village outside of the city: It was apparently from the Safavid period, which would make it a few hundred years old. Either way I loved it. It was beautiful and quiet: […]


silly boats in the shapes of swans

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My friends took me back to Abbas Abad today, so that I would be able to see it in the light of day. They were very patient with me while I was wandering around looking for an angle to shoot: It turned out that I was fascinated by these silly boats in the lake: They […]


the photographer

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A while back – I think it was last year – someone on Instagram told me to look up an Iranian photographer. They said something along the lines of: “if you’re interested in the real Iran, check this out!” The photographer’s name was Masoomeh Bahramii, and I clicked follow on her Instagram account. I ended […]


how to take a selfie

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I still maintain the tradition of taking a selfie every single day of my trip. Otherwise I wouldn’t have this ridiculous beard and hair, you know. Anyway, I was going to take one with the mausoleum and the little tower in the background today: So I went there, and I found it a bit challenging […]


I look just like Babrasse

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Did some more back alley wandering in Gorgan today. Looked at some old buildings, or sometimes just parts of old buildings: And I tried to learn from the photography style of my friend Evgene Chernyakov, but I found it to be very difficult: I was utterly lost at some point, and this gentleman came and […]


to live in a house with an orange tree

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So apparently Gorgan has a nice old city center, a bit like Bukhara or Isfahan. I walked around in it today. There was a little shrine called Noor Imam Zade Holy Place: It seemed to be a pretty standard Shia shrine: Lots of green. Lots of gold. A chandelier. There were some alleys leading through […]


good pain, bad pain

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Ah, the pain. Again, it was a mix of different things. My body was sore, which felt good. But my right foot hurt more than it should have, which was bad. I decided to rest for a few days. Eventually I did end up taking a little walk around the immediate neighborhood of the hotel, […]


stay longer

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I generally don’t like walking in the rain. Not for long periods of time, at least. So this morning, when I looked out the window and saw that the weather app had been right, that the weather was indeed going to be shitty all day, I decided to say fuck it and stay in. The […]


the road I would take

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Day off. Went to a supermarket. Looked at stuff. Shampoo. Rope. Pickles. Seasoning. Diapers. Potato chips. Tea. Chocolate. Pasta. Oil. Tissues. Sanitary pads. Bought these biscuits, mainly because the picture on the label somehow spoke to me: When the day was old and the sun was about to go to bed, I went on top […]


graduation

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I needed to wax my shoes. So I went to a shop in the city and obtained the necessary tools: They had sewing machines from China: When I looked at them I felt a sting in my heart. Ever since I had left China almost two years earlier, a part of me had been missing […]


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 […]


less and less adobe

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Six consecutive walking days meant that a lot of stuff had been piling up: videos, photos, blog posts, things to back up, and the most dreaded of all: emails. So I stayed in, working. And in the late afternoon, when I went outside for a relaxing bit of hammock time, I figured I might as […]


I am a stranded space ship

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I was going to tell you about a German brand of foot care that I’ve been using on this leg of the trip. It’s called Gehwohl, and I have not had a single blister since I started using it: But just as I was chilling in my hammock, getting ready to make a video about […]


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 […]