Round 1: Eastern Europe

It hadn't been a vintage preparation.

I had an unexpected eye-watering bill to pay.
My soon to be ex-boss was being an arsehole and causing me totally needless grief.
My car got vandalised.
My kitchen flooded.
I dropped my mobile phone down the khazi.
My green card hadn't arrived.
I didn't get tyres fitted because they were closed half day on a Thursday (Who does that?!!)
I lost some stuff I put in a 'safe place'.
The pin number for my new Post Office Credit Card got messed up as I tried to open it and I couldn't read it.
Something I'd sent had gotten lost in the post.
I had not a single route planned before I'd got timed out.

Ho hum.

Well, the bright side was that the stuff in the safe place turned up, as did the green card at the 11th hour.
I'd spent most of the Thursday night pre-Friday Departure faffing around and getting not a lot done. I don't know why, I've done lots of trips, but my head was in another place.

amazing pics. . . theres no feeling like the first last few hours BEFORE you leave and the first few hours after you hit the road :) hows it feel when you start to see the raod sings in a different language ???
 


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