The homecoming tour

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Barely two weeks in Holland, and I’m off again. No no no, of course I don’t have pepper in my pants, but it’s just that there’s so much to see in the world and I have to be quick. You never know what’s lurking around the corner.

What’s the plan? Off, today, to Budapest. Indeed, I lived there for some 9 months back in 1996-1997. Then, either by plane or train, to Turkey, Istanbul or Ankara. After that, most likely by train, slowly slowly, to Tabriz (which is an old capital of Persia) and then to Iran.
In Turkey, I hope to see Cappadocia, Trabzon and mount Ararat. Yes, that -is- where Noah left his little boat a few thousand years back.
All in all, it should be some two weeks before I cross the Iranian border.

Going back, I might just take a train from Tehran to Istanbul, somewhere in December. And then I have to figure out how to get back to South Africa for the holiday season. Everyone’s favourite Hungarian budget travel agent, Vista, still seems to be operating, so hopefully I’ll be able to get a decent flight from that mother of all capitals.

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