Dear Mum,
We are sorry we haven’t written, mums worldwide are on the edge of their seat waiting to hear of how many times ralliers have had a nice meal, in a nice safe hotel, somewhere similar to home. “Actually just come home”, mum says.
“No.”
So fans (read: mums, we know it’s just you), what are we up to? We are pretty tired, we’ve been meaning to write for the last 10 days about the road so far but aside from one or two days we’ve generally been on the road for 10-12 hours a day and if you aren’t driving, navigating, DJ-ing or hanging out the window at speed to get a good shot (see below) you are catching up on the sleep you aren’t getting at night as you sleep at 1am and can’t sleep past 7am due to the heat.
We’ve been convoying with two teams, Brothers Be Trippin’ and SightSeers which is huge fun and helps keep the road interesting, although the scenery has been so incredible it really just takes it up a notch.
In short, it’s amazing, everyone should do it. We are now in our 11th country and on our way to the 12th. We have pulled over 3 500 miles (stupid English car with it’s “miles”) which is over 5600kms in modern speak (miles x 1.6 = kms for the kids reading).
At the moment we are on our way to what is reported to be the world’s most dangerous road (sorry mum) and if this goes up I suppose we made it. The car is holding up well although we fitted a sump guard (metal plate under the engine to protect it from rocks) in a back-alley metalwork shop in Cappadocia after showing him another Micra with one. So now the car makes many funny noises and we are just hoping our modification doesn’t break something we actually need to drive on roads to require the sump guard protection in the first place. Update: We just found out a team went there for a sump after us and they drilled it into their radiator. Oops.
We promise to write soon with events from the first weeks and our run in with some Turkish guns last night…
Love,
The key source of stress in your life.