After a few days resting and sightseeing in Istanbul, I traveled via the 12.000 year old town Ephesus, the wild scenery of Capadocia, Van and Tatvan to the Iranian border. In Iran I visited King Salomon's palace, peaceful Esfahan, ancient Persipolis, and the clay town of Bam. At Taftan I entered Pakistan and via Quetta, Multan, Islamabad and Gilgit I reached the astonishing Karakoram highway and the Chinese border where I had to turn around since I had neither the visa nor the permits to enter. Instead I visited La Hore's Mogul mosque and entered India at the Wagah-border near Amritsar's Golden temple. Down south to Jaiselmer, Jodphur and 'James Bond' Udaipur to Bombay where I joined the Bollywood scene. After a month vacation in Goa I rode north again via the holy city Varanassi to Nepal's capital Katmandu. Via east Nepal and a small stretch of India I reached Bangladesh from where I tried to get permission to enter Burma. When this, as expected, failed I loaded Pam into a plane, jumped aboard myself and flew to Bangkok, Thailand.
