On the road to Yazd we passed a police checkpoint. Helen later told me the police had signalled me to stop though I had not seen them so she went through too. We hoped we would not hear about it as we go to cross the border out of Iran. the rest of the road was very peaceful with long straight parts allowing my mind to finally wander. I had dire straits ‘telegraph road’ as my imaginary background track.
The next morning we went for a walk around Yazd but got lost and did not seem to find much to look at except the impressive mosque. Perhaps we could not appreciate it by this stage since we had seen several impressive mosques by now. However the dome was particularly beautiful lit up at night.
Merjin, Els and Thierrie arrived later that night and we discussed going through Pakistan together which seemed like a good idea with the current security situation there. I guess experience can only be gathered first hand but reports coming from other travellers seemed positive.
The next couple of days were spent fairly easy, doing some maintenance to the bikes in prep for the journey across Pakistan. Els and Merijn changed oil though I was unable to find anything suitable so decided to wait rather than compromise.