I felt down all bloody morning and couldn’t work out why I was riding my bike around the country when it looked the same as the ride to Yerevan I did a few days ago. Nothing makes sense when your having a ‘down day’.
Just after midday I was at the top of a mountain and I could see so many switchbacks running down to the valley below. It took about 5 -10 minutes to drop the 1,000 meters and I was starting to feel more positive. Another few km passed and I saw two cyclist fully loaded so I stopped. Two young Belgium guys left home 8 months ago and were cycling with no firm destination (sounds familiar), like me they were headed for Iran. We talked for a while and I felt great when I went on my way again.
It’s all about the people.
I arrived back at the hostel mid afternoon and had great news, after a month of trying to get a guide for Iran (a necessity for British, Canadian & American citizens) I had my first positive sign, one of the many agencies and people I had been contacting has given me a quote and it’s looking positive. I know this isn’t the final hurdle but it’s moving forward at last.
Later I heard from someone I didn’t think I was going to hear from for a long while:)
The day turned out ok.