Comments on: 08: Ankara-Tehran

By: Shelley and Ian

Shelley and Ian — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:08:05 +0000

Hi you two. Not sure if you got our previous comments. Computers certainly not one of my strong points.Reading your diary with much enjoyment and admiration.What a wonderful couple you are.
Good luck for the remainder of your trip.

By: The Patient

The Patient — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 15:32:32 +0000

Sex is cool, so are visa’s.

By: Wagerbat

Wagerbat — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 11:48:14 +0000

Their There Ian, There They’re.

By: Wagerbat

Wagerbat — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 09:25:20 +0000

ROLLER & STICK –

Ankara to Dog Biscuit,
Put your bike in and twist it,
To Iran on the bus,
Going to plan with no fuss.

But the journey was tame,
Compared to the coachful of flame,
A bent up Suzuki Ninja,
Is Rob’s beard not quite ginger?

Di enshrouded in cloth,
Like the cocoon of a moth,
And Oh can she still reach the pedals?
An Olympian effort, worthy of medals.

A cramp and a parp,
Made him wake with a start.
A twitch of the bowels,
His voice trembling vowels.

It was Rob’s first morn in Iran,
and he ran for the can.
Back on the bus, an out-of-towner.
Leaving poor Maku, just a little bit browner.

Now their in Tehran, the Capital,
With no rules on the road, to cap-it-all.
Don’t these honk-happy fools,
Know they may be loosening stools,
I just hope they have buckets to catch-it-all.

Bat.

By: Wendle Sailor

Wendle Sailor — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 22:37:59 +0000

Hellooooo, roller and stick. I’m sorry I’ve not written yet. I’ve been fairly intimidated by the thrilling story so far and may I add the wonderful
prose from the travellers. I can almost taste the dust and hear the alan eggbert from here… (call to prayer).
But have mainly, as usual, been tasting the beer and pizza of the sedentary life of a ‘burger. Punctuated by the occasional stench from the Bat, just to make sure life doesn’t get too dull. Lucky, lucky me! One has just appeared over my shoulder. I can only hope things are better for you Di, can’t see there being many real ales in that neck of the woods.

Miss you both very much, I have taken to singing YAAAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA,,,,,, YAAAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAAAAAA, YAAAAAAAAA,,,,,, make yourself more bliss…. whilst cycling home from work on my tiny wee journey. It reminds me of you whenever I’m on the bike.

Really looking forward to the big day next year, I’m now friends with Rachel on the book of face, in anticipation of the get together, which is cool.
The festival has been and gone, we managed to make it to the breakdancing championships which was ace, the jennet and the doctor were both there. We never had a dance off afterwards though. Must have said it all last year!

As I’ve said, miss you lots, love you lots, take care and see you soonXXXXXXXXXXXX

Wendle Sailor.

This message has been a bat prodution.

(i.e. Wager made me delete stuff cause he though it wasn’t funny)

By: Nicole & Jimmy K

Nicole & Jimmy K — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 03:40:53 +0000

Wow – the adventure continues. It really does sound like an incredible experience…hope the bikes and the spirits are in fine form. Carpe diem team!