Hello again loyal readers, all 7 of you at least, and greetings from North Africa! Yes we have actually made it this far coming ashore at the port of Tangiers, however like a Dan Brown novel you will have to wait a few pages to find out what the hell is going on.
This is largely because as some of the bright sparks out there may have noticed Tangiers is some 1000 km as the crow flies from where we were last.
Anywhoo back to us, after the battle of the atlantic you may have witnessed the opening slavo of in the previous post we headed out and of course found the one thing you can always count on finding anywhere in the world, an english pub. While normally our motto is "when in Rome", this was too good to pass up thanks to the magnetic personality of the landlord Paul, and made even harder when he offered to buy us a drink! For those of you who ever make it to Archaron make sure you chek out the Moby Dick.
The next evening we left the streets behind and attempted to answer a question rarely posed before, just how many people can you involve in a party inside a london taxi? The answer is actually 15, included the english guys already mentioned an australian, a welshman several frenchmen plus some additional english that we enticed in with our conversational skills. This part however did not go down well with the camp site who attempted to evict us in the early hours of the morning. This as future updates will show will become a reoccuring them!
The next day despite a very generous offer to race for pink slips as the americans say we set off for warmer pastures as Bendigo's skills as a rainmaker were still in full effect.
Sorry for the slow rate of updates but arabic keyboards are a little hard for me to use! Next up Biarritz, a new member of the team, along with a shocking revalation that would change everything!
See I told you, this is just like a Dan Brown novel it even has a cliffhanger at the end of the chapter.
This is largely because as some of the bright sparks out there may have noticed Tangiers is some 1000 km as the crow flies from where we were last.
As we left it last our intrepid band of explorers, or idiots whichever way you want to look at it were in a fantastic camp site outside of Archaron, that evening we met four english lads who had some interesting information for us. It seems that people were actually paying attention to the, "what interesting thing are you doing today" phone in on Vernon Kaye's show, that is to say other than those people Iain forced into listening to it! The lads informed us that they had heard it and for some strange reason when they saw a black cab with palm trees on the side, in the south of France that it may well be us! It seems that makes us at least partially famous, at least as famous as these guys whom ever they may be....
Im sure I have seen a few of this lot serving in subway on the TCR. Mind you I hear the one on the far left is attempting to carve out a career as a professional Jo Brand impersonator so maybe we wont be as famous as her for very long.
Anywhoo back to us, after the battle of the atlantic you may have witnessed the opening slavo of in the previous post we headed out and of course found the one thing you can always count on finding anywhere in the world, an english pub. While normally our motto is "when in Rome", this was too good to pass up thanks to the magnetic personality of the landlord Paul, and made even harder when he offered to buy us a drink! For those of you who ever make it to Archaron make sure you chek out the Moby Dick.
The next evening we left the streets behind and attempted to answer a question rarely posed before, just how many people can you involve in a party inside a london taxi? The answer is actually 15, included the english guys already mentioned an australian, a welshman several frenchmen plus some additional english that we enticed in with our conversational skills. This part however did not go down well with the camp site who attempted to evict us in the early hours of the morning. This as future updates will show will become a reoccuring them!The next day despite a very generous offer to race for pink slips as the americans say we set off for warmer pastures as Bendigo's skills as a rainmaker were still in full effect.
Sorry for the slow rate of updates but arabic keyboards are a little hard for me to use! Next up Biarritz, a new member of the team, along with a shocking revalation that would change everything!
See I told you, this is just like a Dan Brown novel it even has a cliffhanger at the end of the chapter.
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