Monday 4th October
Trying to cross the border from Turkmenistan to Iran on a public holiday is not the easiest job but to be one of 100 vintage cars was, to say the least, lengthy!! Passports were shown, returned shown to someone else, copied and then put in a large pile, shuffled and the occasional one pulled and a name called out. Eventually we got out and crossed into Iran with our heads covered with slippery scarves which keep coming down. We haven’t got the hang of them yet! We were met by the Iranian Rally Federation taking photos and wanting to talk to us and they had brought old cars with them. Sadly we were in a bit of a hurry as we still had 300km to drive and it was already 2.30pm. As we came into towns lots of people were lining the streets cheering and waving us on. One boy gave Suzy a packet of something which turned out to be tobacco pouches for chewing-extraordinary! Of course it got dark and the dip on our headlights wasn’t working so we were getting stressed when a car pulled across our carriageway We braked and swerved, narrowly missing the lorry on the left, and were hit from behind. What should we do, having been told not to stop in the dark so we drove on not knowing exactly what we had left behind, but having seen the car we missed being hit by another. When we finally got to the hotel there no rooms as, according rally rumour, the president is in town and has taken them all. Not sure why the president would come to Gorgan. Poor Heidi was telling us we had to fit 6 to a room, which we did, somehow squeezing in with Nicky and Craig and Paddy and Steven, and about 20 camped on the roof!
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