Iran had been the first country where I had traveled solo and you can say that I started with a bang. The decision to travel to Iran had been easy. A quick visa on arrival, beautiful photos of Shiraz and Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat (one of the most beautiful poetry I have ever read), had cemented my Iran dreams and before I knew it, I was headed towards erstwhile Persia. A hopeless romantic, I love all things beautiful, poetic and flowery and it had taken just a few stunning images of Shiraz to dissipate the fearsome global image of Iran from my mind. That had been many years ago, when Iran had offered visa on arrival to citizens of Hind (or India) and ever since I have visited the beautiful country many times. I have many friends there, know some of it’s cities like the back of my hand yet have always returned from Iran with conflicting emotions which range from twinge of sadness to excruciating frustration.
Like most grand old civilizations of the world, Iran affects its travelers in not the most subtlest of way and it is one country, where a woman traveler faces strong initial cultural difficulties. I had learned this immediately upon landing on my 1st visit, when being the only (and) single woman traveler in the group, I had been kept waiting for a visa until the end. The visa regulations has changed many times till now and since 2014, Indian passport holders can no longer avail the visa on arrival facility in Iran. While changes in travel requirements are inevitable, the gnawing fear which had always sat at the pit of my stomach during every landing into Iran has remained unchanged over the course of my visits.
I have never experienced a more circuitous visa procedure in any country other than Cuba and I guess, no matter how many times I visit Iran, that irrational instinctive fear will remain unchanged. Iran, like Indonesia has nurtured me as a solo traveler and an independent woman, and I owe my love for travel to this beautiful country. The 1st impression is the last impression and Iran as my starting off destination for solo travel has turned me into a passionate explorer for life. Needless to say, it is an exceptionally beautiful, pocket friendly country with amazing natural and historical treasures, cultural riches and has one of the most friendliest people in the world. Iran’s penchant for being in the news for wrong reasons had left it largely un commercialized and unexplored for a long time, and in the past many parts of interior Iran had given me the thrilling feeling of being in an Indiana Jones sort of adventure.
All that, however is changing fast and Iran is poised for a big tourism boom. Last year, most of world’s popular travel publications and authorities had hailed Iran as one of the hottest upcoming destinations and suddenly erstwhile Persia is on every body’s travel wishlist. While this definitely means more tourist friendly infrastructure and facilities, a selfish part of me will miss enjoying the bliss of Iran’s intrepid destinations all by myself. The tumbling calm water of Badab-e-Sourt will no longer reflect only my face on it’s cascading terraced pools, the massive blue interiors of Friday Mosque in Naqsh-e-Jahan Square will diminish due to touristy crowd and Shiraz’s gentle flowery pace will quicken with international time. I will miss plucking lotuses from a floating barge on Anzali Lagoon’s sea of flowers and Rasht’s silvery rain will no longer smell of silent solitude. The inquisitive olive and sun flower seeds sellers on Kermanshah highways will get used to traveler’s presence and the historic villages will reverberate with various global languages. Kashan Rose Festival will not be my solo traveler’s crowning achievement anymore and Yazd’s stunning desert houses will turn into international caravanserais.
While all this make me feel extremely nostalgic of my past Iran journeys, I cannot help but extend my best wishes for future to my friends living all across the beautiful nation. Iran is set for a change and here’s wishing the beautiful old civilization it’s much deserved glory. “People don’t take trips, trips take people.” had quoted the wise John Steinbeck and this holds true to my Iranian explorations. Presenting, one of my most beautiful travel experiences to one of the world’s least visited destinations…the story of a magical transformation of a solo woman traveling in Iran.
RESPONSIBLE TRAVELING-BECAUSE I CARE
Some photos have been taken from the internet.