Desert 5
We got bumped to the front of the queue at the border because we are British and we made them laugh with our Golden Washing Machine. Now about to have a shower and a poo. Good day.
Desert 4
On our way out. It is SO dusty...so so dusty. Day 4 of our baked bean diet....our need for a toilet is increasing exponentially, I think Michael is over-dosing on Imodium, but what do I know...
Desert 3
Roads are improving, sand is still multiplying. Almost got stuck without fuel, we have learned our lesson...right?
Desert 2
My shit it is hot.
Desert 1
Quickest border control yet, roads deteriorating, sand multiplying.
What The Hell To Do Now?
Well we have to wait until the 28th to begin our long journey through the Motherland. If anyone has been here before you would know that it is literally a ghost town.
It's going to be a long couple of days
My God Have You Seen These Women.
Apparently 1 in 3 women in this city are models. It is a very believable statistic. Our jaws haven't left the ground.
Anyway, big night out tonight, happy hour is looming.
North vs South
Two man look at sky. One man see in cloud potato, other see impossible dream. Is same cloud. (Northern European Accent)
Well we have certainly discovered that if you are going on holiday to Poland, go to the North. Although filled with traffic, road works and Avril Lavigne's Greatest Hits on repeat the South just didn't do it for us.
North Poland is lush.
No tolls for polls
Just entered Poland, it hasn't stopped raining. Feeling pretty grubby but spirits are high. Can't wait for more trench-ass tomorrow.
Après Czech-Out
Feel like death. To Poland!
