
I’m in Bangkok at the moment, and can report that the number of Iranian visitors in the Thai capital, and throughout the country for that matter, is visibly on the rise.
Groups of mustachioed men in long shorts and tank tops, multiple generations of single families donning various levels of hejab, and throngs of people stuffing themselves with McDonald’s, KFC and fresh fruit. All signs that the Iranians are here, and they don’t plan on going anywhere.
In recent years they could be often be found in the seedier corners of Bangkok as well as the sex tourism capital, Pattaya, but they have spread. I’ve spotted them nearly everywhere I’ve been: snapping photos in Buddhist temples, riding elephants, hanging out in the backpacker capital, Khoa San Rd., and most surprisingly snorkeling on a secluded island off of Phuket.


An American born journalist living in Iran. Covering Iran for multiple media outlets since 2001. You may read my stories in Time, San Francisco Chronicle, The New York Times, and more.


