First of all, let me make one thing absolutely clear - this was all Barton's idea. When we are broken down and lost and tired and hungry somewhere in the middle of the Gobi desert it will all be entirely his fault. The triumphs, such as finding our way out of Beijing, (I think it best we take our triumphs one step at a time) will almost certainly be down to my remarkable map-reading skills and mastery of the Chinese language.
I see that the Pekingparis website describes this as 'Driving the impossible'. That's pretty much how I would describe driving into Andover - and I've lived 8 miles from it for the past 5 years... So, no mechanical or navigation ability, and a car that has so far failed to negotiate more than 70 miles without breaking down; this has all the makings of an interesting journey.
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Oh the green green grass of home, thinking of you Tim, Miracles happened in the deserts, if we see you in the Gobi, we will think its a mirage!! Love and best wishes S & S
I just hope you have enough Ardbeg Ten year on the back seat for those peaceful moments by the side of the road, watching the dust from the other cars in the distance. :)
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