Just woken up at 6.20 am! The tent is nice and comfy for one! James slept in the car all night because the campsite was too noisy for him; I went to sleep in the car for a while but moved into the tent in the middle of the night. The car is surprisingly comfy – We’ve packed so light that there’s plenty of space to put the front seats right back and lie down. If we parked on a slight hill, I’m sure they’d be completely flat!
Just back from a Sainsbury’s trip to get some food and cash, going to have a campsite burger or two and pack the tent away to head along to the race track for the Festival of Slow.
There’s a lot of CRAZY cars here, highlights: Furry Fire Engine, Rolling Cones’ bright pink Ice Cream van, A Thunderbird 4 and many many more. The actual event seems more catered towards the teams who have their families here to wave them off, it’s not dull but I just want to get on the road now.
We just watched some Mongolian wrestling, a bit strange, and one of the brits managed to take down a Mongol, but lost in the best-of-three tournament.
Oh dear… visas… We’ve just been to the admin tent to get our passports and there’s some bad news: The Russian visa was only issued yesterday, so the adventurists didn’t have enough time to get the Kazakh visa done! Pretty annoying since they’ve had the passport and paperwork since the start of April, but nothing can be done about it now, they say they’ll refund the money, not sure that I believe them, but we’ll see. James has all of his visas and they are all for the right dates, so we’ll try to get my Kazakh one in Ankara, Tashkent or Bishkek.
Just waiting to do our lap of the circuit then we’ll be on our way to Dover, should have plenty of time to catch our 8pm ferry.
The lap of Goodwood wasn’t anything spectacular, we were restricted to around 15-20mph, I guess not many people can say they’ve driven a micra round a track as well known as Goodwood though.
On the way to Dover, we popped just off the main road to visit the village of Coombes and take a photo or 2 with the signpost!
James has decided to drive from here to Dover, it’s an OK road through some old seaside resorts with fancy old buildings, piers and a lot of motorbikes.
On the ferry now, it’s fairly boring, lots of wi-fi networks available, none good enough to load a webpage or check emails, never mind. We’re going to drive to a service station near Bruges tonight and sleep in the car. I’m feeling quite tired and James is drifting in and out of consciousness on the table.
We’ve just followed one other team into a service station just outside Gent, they’re from Vancouver! Had a little chat, pitched our tent – services are much nicer here than the UK ones, and it’ll be better to sleep flat. It’s raining a little, but not too bad, James’ tent seems pretty bombproof anyway.
Photos from the day.
Just back from a Sainsbury’s trip to get some food and cash, going to have a campsite burger or two and pack the tent away to head along to the race track for the Festival of Slow.
There’s a lot of CRAZY cars here, highlights: Furry Fire Engine, Rolling Cones’ bright pink Ice Cream van, A Thunderbird 4 and many many more. The actual event seems more catered towards the teams who have their families here to wave them off, it’s not dull but I just want to get on the road now.
We just watched some Mongolian wrestling, a bit strange, and one of the brits managed to take down a Mongol, but lost in the best-of-three tournament.
Oh dear… visas… We’ve just been to the admin tent to get our passports and there’s some bad news: The Russian visa was only issued yesterday, so the adventurists didn’t have enough time to get the Kazakh visa done! Pretty annoying since they’ve had the passport and paperwork since the start of April, but nothing can be done about it now, they say they’ll refund the money, not sure that I believe them, but we’ll see. James has all of his visas and they are all for the right dates, so we’ll try to get my Kazakh one in Ankara, Tashkent or Bishkek.
Just waiting to do our lap of the circuit then we’ll be on our way to Dover, should have plenty of time to catch our 8pm ferry.
The lap of Goodwood wasn’t anything spectacular, we were restricted to around 15-20mph, I guess not many people can say they’ve driven a micra round a track as well known as Goodwood though.
On the way to Dover, we popped just off the main road to visit the village of Coombes and take a photo or 2 with the signpost!
James has decided to drive from here to Dover, it’s an OK road through some old seaside resorts with fancy old buildings, piers and a lot of motorbikes.
On the ferry now, it’s fairly boring, lots of wi-fi networks available, none good enough to load a webpage or check emails, never mind. We’re going to drive to a service station near Bruges tonight and sleep in the car. I’m feeling quite tired and James is drifting in and out of consciousness on the table.
We’ve just followed one other team into a service station just outside Gent, they’re from Vancouver! Had a little chat, pitched our tent – services are much nicer here than the UK ones, and it’ll be better to sleep flat. It’s raining a little, but not too bad, James’ tent seems pretty bombproof anyway.
Photos from the day.
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