03 January 2005

Tehran 

After Eastern Europe, the Middle East. If I ever go to America I'm going to have to burn my passport and get a new one....but why would I want to go there anyway? Apparently it's full of angry men with rifles, and doughnuts.

Although it's not particularly cold in Iran, it's very stark, with the trees stripped bare. The parrots have become crows, and the pollution is so out of control that yesterday they had to close all the primary schools. I am getting terrible nosebleeds, but I think that's more due to the altitude and general propensity towards interminable rubbish health (give me consumption or give me death! ahem).

As I haven't really been outside much I can't possibly comment on how things stand here, politically or otherwise. But perhaps later.

Dinner tonight with a rather famous Italian political philosopher...

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