We managed to navigate public transit in Tehran together, I didn’t have to sit on my lonesome in a women-only section.It was all very easy actually and funny to hear our kids praise Tehran’s modern metro system.My pre-Iran stress was replaced by sadness but not all the time.So many people stopped to chat and welcome us to Iran that it was hard not to feel like a bit of a celebrity.As globalised media and the internet increasingly expose them to the freedoms of their counterparts in the West, the approximately 70 per cent of the population under 30 years old seems to have collectively decided that they want to do the same things we take for granted in countries like Australia.
Like the rest of the steady flow of people coming out of the metro station in central Tehran we parted around a pair of women in a heated discussion at the station entrance.
I didn’t have to walk behind my husband and sons – except if I wanted to avoid their constant Halo-Homestar-Red Vs Blue conversation.
I spoke to Iranian men and no crazy religious nut appeared to chastise me.
For example, if a man and a woman want to have sex but they are not married it is not allowed.
We cannot even hold hands with our girlfriends.""It is my life," said another man, "and if I want to drink whisky I should be able to drink whisky."Chatting with two young women and a young man in a tea-house I was asked if I thought Iran was boring."No, not at all," I answered.