Summary of Dervla Murphy's Full Tilt

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Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I was trying to get a visa to travel through Afghanistan, but I was told that under no circumstances would they grant a visa to a woman who intended cycling alone through Afghanistan.
#2 I went to the Afghan Embassy and explained my situation. They gave me a letter that was written on the government’s behalf requesting the Afghan Government to grant me a visa for a month’s traveling by bike through Afghanistan at my own risk.
#3 I met three Pakistani officers who are here on a three-month military mission. They took me under their wing, and they did not expect me to be murdered in Afghanistan. They gave me a list of addresses of their friends and relatives, and advised me on which parts of Pakistan are worth seeing.
#4 Persia has undermined my resolution to give nothing to anyone during the rest of the journey. I have decided to distribute money as baksheesh, which is an oblique form of selfishness. However, it is important to remember that this misery is not as total or as neglected as it seems.

Sujets

• Travel
• Essays
• Travelogues

Informations

• Publié par: Everest Media LLC
• Date de parution: 31 juillet 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9798822551022
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Insights on Dervla Murphy's Full Tilt
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Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I was trying to get a visa to travel through Afghanistan, but I was told that under no circumstances would they grant a visa to a woman who intended cycling alone through Afghanistan.

#2

I went to the Afghan Embassy and explained my situation. They gave me a letter that was written on the government’s behalf requesting the Afghan Government to grant me a visa for a month’s traveling by bike through Afghanistan at my own risk.

#3

I met three Pakistani officers who are here on a three-month military mission. They took me under their wing, and they did not expect me to be murdered in Afghanistan. They gave me a list of addresses of their friends and relatives, and advised me on which parts of Pakistan are worth seeing.

#4

Persia has undermined my resolution to give nothing to anyone during the rest of the journey. I have decided to distribute money as baksheesh, which is an oblique form of selfishness. However, it is important to remember that this misery is not as total or as neglected as it seems.

#5

I’ve been receiving Good Advice from various Responsible Persons. The Mullahs are stirring up trouble in Meshed about Land Redistribution and Women’s Emancipation, so it was decided that H. I. M. should avoid the city.
Insights from Chapter 2

#1

I left Teheran at 6:30 a. m. and arrived in the afternoon after 108 miles. The road remained reasonable by Persian standards, though if I had met it at home, I would have taken one horrified look and gone the other way round.

#2

I visited a village in the Iranian desert that was affected by Land Reform. I was followed by scores of children who wanted to be with me. I had to tell the gendarmerie to let them come as their tendency was to beat the infants back lest the visitor be annoyed.

#3

I left Deh-Namak at 5:30 a. m. The road was much worse than the day before, but I still covered 82 miles. I arrived at 6:40 p. I stopped for lunch at 12:30 p. and slept for an hour in blazing sun.

#4

I had to walk over twenty-five miles today because no one would ride their bike over this sort of infernal track. I haven’t seen one private car or lorry since leaving Teheran, though many buses pass.

#5

I was in Iran to meet with Azar Jamshidi, the head of the country’s cycling federation. I was in for a lot of torture with sunburn on my right arm, which was constantly exposed to the sun because of the cycling route I took.

#6

I’m finally getting used to the silence of the desert landscape and the odd experience of seeing things that disappear as you approach them. I’m also beginning to enjoy the cycling itself.

#7

I arrived in the most primitive village I had visited so far. The men there were neutral towards me, and I felt it was best if I stayed there.

#8

I survived last night without incident, but I slept badly because the sunburn agony woke me every time I moved. I felt feverish this evening.

#9

I woke up feeling much better, though my arm still hasn’t burst yet. I only did fifty-five miles today as I’ve been pushing myself too hard, so an easy day was not a bad idea. The Persian fauna is un-exotic.

#10

I was staying with a family in Iran, and while I was eating, the mother and daughters veiled themselves when they saw my visitors. Islam is so rigid in Iran that no man, except father, husband, and sons, is allowed to glimpse a woman’s face.

#11

I covered 72 miles today, some of them between beautiful mountains, and most through what is considered fertile land in this area. The local gendarmerie were very nice and sympathized with me because I had no brothers or sisters.

#12

I arrived at the British Council office in Meshed at 7:50 a. m. Ten long minutes to wait for mail. The city was nice, and I met with no hostility from the locals. I had to avoid going to the shrine area alone, though I would have loved to explore it.

#13

I was badly scared by five men in a car who kept stopping and trying to persuade me to go with them to Sang Bast. I didn't relish their attentions, and they disappeared with what looked like guilty haste when two gendarmes on horseback came patrolling up the road.

#14

I had to fix my bike's back wheel, which had come off, and I was 25 miles from the next town. I had to sleep until someone came to rescue me. The driver of the next truck, a barefooted Afghan with a flowing turban, coated my arm with Premium Pure Motor Oil.

#15

The first thirty miles was through prosperous country with an unusual number of cattle and many acres of wheat.