Day one

After some difficulty getting up, we asked the hotel to call a taxi, which arrived fast.

We decided to go first to the National Museum, being relatively close to the hotel and a must see according to the Lonely Planet guide we used.

It is situated in a huge building complex, but the visitable part took only the ground floor, absolutely possible to take in.

Persian Empire at its best, gives you and idea

Persian Empire at its best, gives you an idea…

Darius and Xerxes receiving tribute (ca. BC 490)

Darius and Xerxes receiving tribute (ca. BC 490)

B.C., but looks just like new!

B.C., but looks just like new!

After visiting, we walked the lovely tree-lined street starting at the side of the National Museum (in the same street, there is a ceramics museum /nice building, former Egyptian embassy/ and the science museum with a few interesting objects such as an optical illusion of an upward sloping slide with a real steel ball seemingly rolling up).

Tree-lined street

Tree-lined street

At this point, we became desperate for a coffee, and tried to find a coffee shop recommended in the guidebook. It was not there, so we asked a policeman. He did not understand much English, but wanted to help very eagerly, so stopped a few passers-by and asked them. Those young people spoke English and even phoned the coffee shop for us which was closed. What a nice first encounter with the locals!

While we did not find a good coffee shop (a rarity in Iran), we walked further and found a nice little restaurant to have our first Iranian lunch.

Kebabs come with slightly baked tomatoes and you can choose to have fresh onions with them. There are ones of delicious meat slices on a spit and another variety made with minced meat. Try the “doogh”, which is a great yogurt drink (similar to the Turkish Ayran, but perhaps even nicer). The one on the picture tastes especially nice, with some spices (Dalal) mixed in.

We did not give up the quest for a coffee though, and took a taxi to the Gandhi Shopping Centre (do not imagine a large complex, rather a small strip-mall on a corner). There are just a few shops there aimed at trendy locals, and indeed, coffee. The café even had WI-FI, just a bit slow.

Walking down the road, we spotted a small car rental company (no flashy branded office, just a small room with two people sitting behind a counter, some others wandering in and out). We asked for a driver for two days, as we wanted to move around more and thought to compare this option to taking taxis. In balance, it is a bit more expensive (depending of course of how many taxis you would take), but convenient, saves time and your driver can give you a few ideas of Iran and things to see. We did not decide immediately, but after some more walking in the area, took a cab back to the hotel.

Tehran is separated from the Caspian sea by dramatic mountains to the North. It is fantastic to see such scenery from right inside a huge metropolis. Here’s the view from the rooftop “bar” (no alcohol of course) of our hotel.

Mountains North of Tehran

Mountains North of Tehran

By the way, there is a sort of divide in Tehran, the North part seems to be richer and more orderly.

Late evening we took another stroll along a long avenue called Valiasr street. Quieter and livelier parts came one after another. We later realized that this was a very very long street connecting South and North Tehran.

We discovered a huge (five storey) furniture store and decided to check it out for an idea on what locals prefer in (North) Tehran. The place was huge with a selection of everything imaginable, quite westernised.

Furniture store in North Tehran

Furniture store in North Tehran

It was 10 PM when we left the store, and since we wandered quite far away, we decided to take a taxi back. At that time, no taxis came along Valiasr street, but we discovered that there was a sort of “manual Uber” style service in Tehran and other parts of Iran. In many places, just any vehicle with free seats would stop and offer you a ride for a price similar as you would experience in a taxi. It seemed and was safe, but taxis are better as the drivers have a better idea on where you might want to go.

 

Money

As we wrote in a previous post, due to sanctions (at the time of our travel in 2015, but also early 2016), it was not possible to use a foreign debit or credit card in Iran. Mastercard, Visa, Amex et al do not get accepted, so cash is needed.

USD is the better option to take, though EUR also gets accepted. Once, when most money changers were closed in Tehran due to a holiday, we tried in a hotel. Staff wanted to help, but it took something like half an hour until they got convinced, that EUR notes do not have a different value depending on the country you were from.

The currency is called Iranian Riaal (IRR), 10,000 of which is worth almost 100 forints (Hungarian currency) or 1/3 dollars. See latest rates for 10,000 Riyals on XE.com.

Iranians rarely quote the price of anyting on Rials. They would say (or even write on a price tag) the value in “Toman”, i.e. 1/10th of the price in Rials. Here, e.g. the 10,000 Rials would be written as 1,000 Tomans.

Often in taxis but also elsewhere, they would count in 1,000 Tomans, i.e. just say one for 10,000 Rials, or five for 50,000 Rials. The five can also be said as “five thousand Tomans”.

Taxis in Iran

Taxis are cheap and safe in our experience. Taxameters are not the norm, but you’ll soon acquire a feeling of how much it should be.

Ask how much it is and when you feel it is a bit more than it should be, say a lower number, if it is reasonable, it will get accepted.

Prices are mostly quoted as numbers you can easily show with your hand. “One” for example means 10.000 Rials, “two” 20,000 and so on. Two (less than a dollar) would get you a decent hop away.

Rarely, but we encountered the old politeness ritual of Ta’arof, where out of politeness, the driver would say your trip was free, but of course you should pay nevertheless.

Note there are many (domestically produced) Peugeots in Iran.

Yellow taxis are nicer and slightly more expensive

Yellow taxis are nicer and slightly more expensive

 

Off we go

The flight to Doha took a bit more than 5 hours, where we spent a few hours. Doha’s Airport is brand new, so worth a walk around. Can’t miss Urs Fisher’s giant Lamp/Bear installation.

Mountains of Turkey

Mountains of Turkey

Tehran is only two hours away from Doha. As for headscarfs, those people not wearing them permanently, only put them on before landing. We arrived around 3 AM. Immigration was no hassle at all and quite quick.

The airport had a bit of friendly provincial feeling despite its large size.  Tehran city is around 50 kms away, but there is a taxi queue with regulated fixed prices. At the time of our visit, it cost 600,000 Riyals, i.e. approx USD 20.

Tehran arrival hall

Tehran arrival hall

Travel arrangements

For the flight, we chose Qatar airways, one of the main factors being that they fly not only to Tehran but also to Shiraz, so we could plan a route that starts in the capital (in the North, close to the Caspian sea), continues on land and allows us to fly back home from Shiraz (in the Southwest, closer to the Gulf).

All visitors need a visa to Iran, so we checked the website of the embassy in Budapest (visa information page). To our surprise, only a few things were necessary, i.e. application form, passport, and two photos. In person, the visa official also asked to see our flight ticket (just a glimpse on the mobile phone showing the e-ticket did it) and the hotel reservation (we only booked the first three nights out of a nine-day trip and that was accepted with no questions asked). Claire was who took it on to arrange the visa. While not mandatory, it was said to be advisable for her to wear a scarf both on the photo and in person. Even wearing the scarf, the first trip to the embassy was a bit intimidating. From a nicely decorated hall, you enter a small, simply furnished office (just like a typical post office in Hungary) with an Iranian official coming to see you behind a glass wall. He appeared strict at first, but nicer on Claire’s return from the bank (the visa fee had to be paid there around the corner) and very welcoming upon the second visit when collecting the ready visa.

Booking a hotel is easy if you travel to a country where your card is accepted. This is not the case with Iran, where, due to sanctions (possibly ending in the near future) no international cards are accepted. That said, when in Iran, you’ll be surprised, it is not at all a cardless economy, local cards flourish, even buses can be boarded with touch cards.

For this reason, traditional hotel booking sites do not list Iran at all, so it takes some research to find a hotel that suits your chosen location and taste. Still, you can find plenty of good advice on the internet, but we advise to research thoroughly, not just the obvious sites. Tripadvisor, while excellent, lists only 46 hotels today in Tehran, a metropolis of 10 million people. Finally, we found our favourite, Tooba hotel, based on its North Tehran location, relatively good value for money and some good reviews found somewhere we do not remember any more… Payment was an experience in itself, as with sanctions i.e. cards not accepted, we had to wire transfer the price of one night as a deposit, to a

Tooba hotel entrance

Tooba hotel entrance

seemingly unrelated private person in Luxembourg… Was worth the risk!

Book ahead, as in Tehran hotel rooms may fill up fast, and it took quite a few phone calls to find an available room in an area we wanted to go to. If you like freedom of travelling, it is enough to book your first few nights from abroad, locally, choice is much better and unless you travel in a large group, you’ll find good places. Those first few nights, however, are good to give you the orientation necessary.

Dress code is something not to forget when going to Iran. Do not succumb to the cliché of black abaya clad sorry old ladies lining the streets. Tehran is very modern, with all ladies wearing colourful scarves and nicely designed “manteaus”, i.e. a kind of light overcoat or dress, perfectly wearable in Europe also. Search Google pictures for manteau Iran, and you’ll get the idea. Main thing is not to wear tight robes and belts showing curvatures – that’s all.

Wearing a "manteau" at least what you get in Europe

Wearing a “manteau” at least what you get in Europe

Why Iran?

Our liking for the Middle-East and North Africa started with Turkey, Tunisia and Morocco. If you want to experience a truly “Middle Ages” looking lived-in old city, don’t miss Fez in Morocco. It is a once in a lifetime experience.

Dubai and Oman followed, then Qatar and further emirates in the UAE. We loved them all, the striking modernity of Dubai, the aspiring Abu Dhabi, the laid-back Ras al-Khaimah, but especially Oman, a country with a smaller dose of high rises and much more to see!

Fez - old town

Fez – old town

There is a creek in Dubai where many colorful dhows dock, loading and unloading for their daily trip to Iran. It was here, we first thought of visiting the other side, and each year, we thought of it a bit more.

The image of Iran in Europe is evolving, with most people first thinking of war and fundamentalists. So, understandably, our friends and family gave advice against. Anyway, early 2015 we were almost decided to go, and after some research about the many things to see, and reading about a few positive experiences, we bought our air tickets!

Fez - garbage truck

Fez – garbage truck

Dubai creek

Dubai creek

The bloggers

We’re a European (to be more specific, Hungarian) couple who favour travelling!

For a start, the male blogger spent four years of his childhood in India with his parents and travelled quite much each year coming home and otherwise.

Toronto

This time in Canada!

We have done much moving around ever since – together, separately, with family and with friends.

The female blogger and wife, Claire, is an enthusiast. Not a weekend passes without wondering where we should go next, and then, possibly soonest 🙂 Ok, perhaps her time working in Japan must have contributed. Or maybe just the genetics…