Iranian visa, finally! We were, after a promising start of daily phone calls, already in the worrying "don't call us, we'll call you"-stage with the charming Iranian consulate secretary when Hanna's phone rang Wednesday around midday and we were told that we were only one official letter short of getting our visas. Our company would have to provide a statement that we really work here and are really really going to Iran as tourists and that the company really really really is not involved in any dubious activities. We wrote the letter ourselves and then found somebody to stamp it with the biggest and reddest stamp available (this company has a wide selection of stamps, believe us) and rushed to the consulate with it. And about one hour later, almost unable to believe our luck, walked out of the consulate about 80 euros poorer but with two precious pieces of paper glued in our passports promising us both 25 days in Iran.
We celebrated the visas with a couple of beers (Duvels, to be precise) and an old James Bond movie. Tadadadaa taadadada... kippis!
3 comments:
Well - that realy good news well worth a celebration. I have been told other stories of difficulties of entering Iran, so rejoicing that you have managed to get your visa really really really is awfully neat. Take care, and I'll be in touch.
enjoy your trip!
Excellent!!!
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