It has to be said that we were all a little nervous before crossing the border into Iran. There were so many unknowns: Was my outfit acceptable according to the imposed Islamic Law? Would we be able to eat while on the road? (It was still Ramadan, and during this time it is technically illegal … Continue reading Cycling inside Iran, outside of the western media
Warning : this not a sugarcoated sweet little tale of cycling through the beautiful Armenian landscapes. Language is perhaps a little abrasive at times, but I am from North London. Apologies for not sharing with closer friends and family sooner, but I only wanted to write this once. Our planned route through Armenia was going … Continue reading Armenia – the good, the bad, and the ugly