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After
our photographer lost his passport and a big delay at Budapest airport
the rest of our crew almost missed the next plane from Istanbul to Tehran.
Due to the circumstances we landed pretty drunk, not a pleasant sight
for Iranian customs officers. With all our gear we boarded two taxis
and were on our way to Bahram-`s (our Persian guide) home. After buying
hashish, a traditional lunch in a restaurant in Tehranian suburbs and
a lot of miscommunication with the taxi drivers we arrived to Dizin,
a sort of Persian St. Moritz. We changed our initial plan of sleeping
in tents for a night in a garage near a military antenna. Not a very
bright idea, as we discovered a couple of nights later when we were
arrested under suspicion of espionage and taken to Secret Military Police
HQ in Tehran. Upon intervention of Slovenian consul we were released
and were on the slopes again next day. Snow was good and an avalanche
provided an adrenalin fix for the next couple of days. This time we
slept at Farshad`s home, who was a member of national skiing team. We
were employed as national ski team training advisors and almost became
Farshad`s family members. During our days in the village we met most
of Iranian snow sports professionals with whom we shared our experiences
and enjoyed their immense hospitality. Last day we were invited to Asian
skiing championship but unfortunately our time was running out and after
unforgettable party we had to leave.
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