Tabriz – Iran
We’re sitting in a superheated internet cafe in Tabriz, it’s raining outside and the temperature is dropping as winter sets in. As we’re trying to get to Armenia for Christmas, been pushing hard since Mashad, covering about 1600km in the last 12 days and climbing over a few snowy 2500m high passes. The thought of sharing mince pies and whiskey with fellow cyclist Tom has spurred us to cycle into the night on many occasions and we managed to do a decent 190km day despite the dwindling daylight hours and our ever hungrier stomachs.
Since the festive season is upon us, we’ve been singing (badly) many a Christmas carol, with lots of humming of the bits we’ve forgotten, and being punctuated with deep intakes of breath as we lug our laden sleds (quite like Santa’s, except we’re the reindeer) across Iran.
This time last year we were in Uruguay, in 30 degree sunshine eating the incredible parillas (mixed meat BBQ) and munching down many loaves of Panatone (Uruguayan Christmas mixed fruit bread). We also sang a very bad version of Merry Christmas and in the spirit of giving, I though I’d dig out this old video for your amusement. And from Fearghal and myself, we wish all our followers a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!!