And we came to Bender Abba at the coast of Humus, with a big problem, now it was the CP that would not start, not at all. It needed a mechanical, the way to such one must be through a coofeenet, and we found such one in a big shopping center. And he was hard in his doom, repair only in Teeran.It should be possible to bring the dates from the hard disk to a new CP, but in the end not even this was possible, something very bad had happened inside my old BB, old yes because this is written on a bright new one, to come hereto has been a long and difficult way, but ok it is done, and I think that the price is good 730 $
To day is the last day in the year but this will not stop Iran so I can go and mail this right away.
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No 1 Fisher harbor.
No2 And the mountains go on
No3And here our first camels
No 4Flags in Bander Abba
No 5-6 Dora at a Persian marked
No7 The marked from an other angel.
No 8 And another angel

And the kilometer eating goes on still on a good an sometimes a very good road. On the photos you can observe the landscape that goes on and on
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No 1-2-3 Mountains at Golf road
No 4 Town entrance.
No 5 Overnightnings place
No 6 .In a big petrol site
No 7 The Cofeenet owned by a friendly PC professor, he even helped us with a bottle of gas, thank you very much Novin
N0 8 Here they maintain water
No 9 Here we rested two nights. I counted 50 boats, but very few in actions.
No 10 they take it very easy.

19-12-2007
And here comes another capital of BB’s history: we where still traveling in the Mounties downhill, when I noticed that the brake was very week, putting it in the lowest gear I managed to stop it in front of a restaurant and put some brake oil in it, now I could brake again but surely only for a sort time. To repair it I surely needed some spairparts,but this could be possible I have noticed a lot of M.B on the road. We overnighted there, but the next morning the BB would not start, when it had been cold during the night it could be because of that, I had to ask for help and four strong men pushed it to start. So here we stood with two problems.
Downhill we reached soon a little town where a mechanic fast found a leek in defect flange in the hydraulic system. To get it started we still had a problem ,thinking that it could be a flat battery we started it downhill and took off, but when we should start it after lunch it still did not start and when there came smoke out, there was no doubt that the starter motor was ill. The next town showed to be a big town now in a flat area.
I feared how to find an electrical workshop but we got help to that, and it was just to put in the reserve motor I brought from Sao Paulo. First we found out that the start motor really was broken gone into pleases and second that my reserve starter was no good it was for 24 volts and the flange did not fix either . The electrician offered to repair it, But his workshop was very poor, so I asked him if he could get a whole new one, and what a luck he he himself had just one , price with everything 200 Us$.
This morning he put it in and lucky we where, later he took us in his car to a post office to send letters to Brazil, even that was not an easy task so we where glad for his help
And on top of this he had a friend who had a cafenet and in no time my mail went off.
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No 1 Can you read that? I can not
No2 A change in the flatland.
No 3 The electricians.
No 4 At breakfast, he served porrige.
No 5 here is written something like auto electrik.
No6 What ar they gathered here for? I never found out, something with money.
No7 And here they do the job.
No 8 and here we are in the Petrolzone
No 9 He is saying his prayers.

A Another story to tell, all because of the difficulties with the languages. The man who repaired the starter wanted his money in their currency, so I had to change some dollars, and that showed out to be a bit of a job. I went to the bank in the town where we were, and showed the 100 $ bill and there they just said the word Bushar,and I could understand that this could be an other bank or the street were to go. In the bank I asked an other man to help me. He together with a lot of people resolved that I should take a taxi, but the bank would be closed in half an hour , so off I went not knowing where I was going. Bushar was the bigger town 50km from there, and poor Dora what with her? When finally coming to the bank it was closed, the driver new an other bank and only after a lot of crying I got them to chance my dollars. And then back again another 50 km .You can imagine what a time it had been for Dora. Knowing what was in the world Bushar I would never had went on this stupid tour.
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No 1 The Iranianers like to be photografed
No2 and 3 When there is petrol the station is a very lively place
No4It is called Bender-gonave.
No5There was water so here we washed clothes.
No6 And here the starter rotor was repaired fore the second time.
No7 The entrance to Bucher, he is one of them.
No 8 Here we slept in a fisher vilage nere the golf, and had visite at thr police.

16-12-2007
Iran started bad, but we soon found that it was quite different to a surprising very good.
Coming to the town Mehabad we wanted to do some chopping special gas, and as soon we stopped in a street a lot of people gather around the BB and offered to help and when the problem was the language a man telephoned to his brother who came in his own car and arranged to sent a man out to get the gas and brought me to a place to buy a map.
Together we studied the document I got at the border, and found out that it was not aninsurance but a permission to drive through the country without telling which way to go.
We came to the city called Sakiz and passed it 25km when a car signed us to stop, we imagined it could be some Brazilians who had noticed the flag at the BB.It was a young man wanting to exercise his English and offered his help. It was a Friday there Sunday and he and his family was on there way to there farm and invited us for lunch and later on to dinner and specially to use his CP at his home in the town Sazi.We went there and had a good dinner and I posted my dairy .
And even more the next day they helped us to arrange diesel oil, an complicated affair. And worst he even paid the bill a real shame for me, when he reads this, thank you an other time.
A little more about my new friend :He is one of a big family and studies computer technique, and he informed that the part of Iran where we now are is Kurdistan and that they spoke Kurdish a language spoken in four countries, and that in Iran there is spoken six different languages .
We had a big laugh when he served me a Tuborg beer knowing that I was Danish and I thaught that such a thing could put us right in hell, but then he pointed out that it was not alcoholic
He wants contact with the world. His E Mail is :aram_heidavi_63@yahoo.com
Coming the time for stop we noticed a tank station with a long row of lorries waiting to tank I got the idea to ask for a place to overnight not asking for diesel and that gave result, I got the permit ion and later on I could fill my tank up .It was not each day a camper from Brazil came to there tank station.
And to day I repeated the same procedure. The owner of the tank asked me ten times
If there were nothing ells he could do for me.
Well our way runs along the mountains that separate Iran from Iraque.In the summertime it is surely green but unfortunately now it is all brown.
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No 1 The friends in Mehabad
No2 Lunch at the farm
N03 It is hard to sit at the floor
No4At the farm
No 5 aAt the village
No 6 The mosque at the village
No 7 The whole family
No 8 Thewhole family notice the mirrow
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10-12-2007
To day could be our last day in Turkey, I am writing this 40 km fro the border in a altitude of 2000meter and a temperature around zero degrees. The travel hereto was full of happenings.
Well we left Mersin after a negative answer from Venezuela and a good deal angry to this mister Peter who promised to mail me but did not. Now courage and take of for Iran and god help us. We left in a clouded and rainy weather. The road was good sometimes surprising with very little traffic, sometimes monotone and sometimes breathtaking mountain climbing.
We passed a lot of towns most very moderns and very good planed all with unknowns names to us we learned there names and forgot them as soon we passed them.Unfortunatly the daylight is very short, at four o’clock we had to stop and pass a very long night in low temperature.
He routine is to stop at that time and look for a place to stop and here happened a surprice, seen from the road it seemed an apartment building and we went in there hoping for a place to park it happened to be a big farmhouse and the farmer appeared at once, I asked permition at got it at once, and more he offered us to sleep in his house, but we preferred to stay in the BB, shortly after his two daughters brought two meals, and the next morning we where invited to breakfast, and for the first time in our life we saw a different house in side. See the photos.
Coming near to Van we noticed a sign Iran and took off that way, but analyzing the map it seems to us that that was not our border crossing so we turned round to Van. Coming there we had a lot of trouble to find the right road to our border a 50km, just to find the road closed no entrance to Iran. WE happened to travel in apart of Turkey with troubles with KPP and we noticed several roadblocks for the Lorries
For us was a detour of 300 km.
WE happen to have trouble with the car suddenly it stopped to charge and it got hotter, but her we had luck to find a good mechanic, even late he arranged most of it , and the next morning we took off again, but to day it started again the charging stop, but also here we happen to get help in the last town near to the Iran border an even without charge.
Result the Turkish people have been fantastic and helpful to us
Well the day com to start for the Iran border, it was very cold below Zero .but the last kms were eacy, and we arrived and this time the border was open.
Well it took time to get out because I had insurance deft to pay but we got out and in to Iran everything went smooth until I had to tell that I did not have the document, and when I got real nervosa , 300 Us$ and by the end 400$ was the price for an insurance and a lot of papers written in there language and there letters. We should be very happy but it was a strange feeling when they gave me a map telling what way to follow, with a threat of jail if I took an other road. It was a feeling of not being welcome not at all. But off we went.
The road was good, and we came to Urmiye a big town and slept at street. Now not so cold. It has been a bit of a day.
Well to day was our first day in Iran.First problem to find a real supermarket, only small chops.
Next diesel for the BB, different from Turkey where you find a petrol station every kilometer there are few and diesel seems to be rationed. They would not sell to us without a green card. And where to get that? We took of from town and 25 km out I asked at a police station where to get it .A horrible day started because of the language no one spoke Inglish.I asked them to write an address on a paper so I could show the people. First 25 km back to the town it was a hell running from place to place , and I happen not to get no card it seems to be a problem only in this place.
We are now sitting at a P place some kms out of town .
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No 1 on the flat road to Van
No 2 The farm house mentioned in the dairey
No3 At the breakfast
No4 The whole family in front of the barn.
No5 The elektrition who helped a lot
No6 An ugly accident
No7 Lake Van
No8 The cloced border
No9 A lot of helpers
No10 speaks for it self