Camera cable has gone AWOL so pics may take a while to arrive but Josh and I have safely returned home from Bristol. I have anyway I assume hes made it home from the station.
In true Mongol Rally style the whole weekend went from bad to worse then to worser but it was worth it in the end. Somebody waited till the day before to book train tickets and they are now £80 lighter for it. For 2 tax-dodging students thats quite alot of monies.
Flooded tracks meant it took 3 hours to get from Coventry to Birmingham [for those not up to speed with Geography thats about a 15 minute journey]. After much moaning on my part we arrived in Bristol. Rang the hotel to ask for directions and we get this Aussie chap who couldn't find the ocean if he fell out of a boat. A lovely scenic trip around Bristol and some help from Saf-nav [thanks chap] and we arrived at The Arches Hotel.
A quick trip to Benny's Fried chicken and we were good to go. Several funny looks as we wondered down the Gloucester Road dressed as pirates carrying a parrot but its nothing we are not used to (the funny looks not the parrot, although the idea of a pet parrott does appeal to me and I am still trying to convince Josh to let me take one on the rally)
Spoke to many ralliers past and present so thanks to following -
Girls of Slipstream
Man in yellow t-shirt who told us to go to Iran
Rob (cant remeber your team but your in one of our photos)
Chap who informed us about our new favourite country - Pridnestrovian Moldavian Republic (aka Transistia)
Man Serving Tea in the Corner
Realised we got loads to sort out (plan route, renew passport, find car, fix car etc). But most importantly we had a jolly good time busting some shapes to some Ska dressed at pirates whilst stranded on a desert island. And who says you need drugs to have a good time......