In Bojnurd, I had to fix another broken spoke but for once I found a secluded spot in a park. A local couchsurfer caught up and biked through town with me. He didn't like to hear my negative perception of the Iranian people though hosting many foreigners (incl. bicyclists) he wasn't surprised having heard the stories before (especially about the bad and aggressive drivers). A nice opportunity to speak a bit of English and I ended up giving him my broken wheel as it was fine for town biking.... | |||||