Tabriz was kak. It was cold and it was unfriendly. Seriously unfriendly. We weren't allowed to stay in the cheapy hotel, because the manager didn't believe we were married and he might get a visit from the Morality Police if he allowed a honkey to shack up with a muslim gal. I mean, c'mon, we've been married for nearly 5 years now, what the hell kinda immoral things would be going on in our room? Nagging ain't immoral last time I heard. He didn't budge. We had to take our 2nd hit on hotel rooms, this time paying $30 for a pretty dirtbag room in the "plush" hotel next door. Our 2nd unanimous decision of the trip. Get the hell out of Tabriz. This is not the Iranian welcome we had heard about. That cute tourism gal at the border ... was she a con-job ?
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