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Published: June 14th 2017
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Who knows why people come on these random adventures? To gain worldly experience? To find themselves? To meet new people? Or all of the above? But today 19 strangers set off into the unknown for 28weeks on the road together on one big journey... who knows what will happen along the way, but it will be fun to find out 😊
After the little briefing by the guys from 'Madventure', the usual polite conversations on the bus began, of where people were from, what we were expecting from it all, was the trip really real.... the girls had all ganged together in the middle of the bus, be it just out of politeness or a little home comfort, but we chatted all the way until we made it to the white cliffs of Dover, which were surrounded by some apocalyptic clouds.... the ferry crossing was not going to be a glorious one!! We were joined at the port by over 50 cars that were in Convoy to the 'Snowbombing' festival. They were all in fancy dress (not to the standard of Llani and Cromer I hasten to add) anything from the A team, to Marvell characters, wacky races, thunderbirds
and some very convincing drag queens! Horns were honking as we were taking photos of us and we were taking photos of them out of the window! I guess it's not everyday that you see a beast of an orange truck with containers of fire wood on the back of it!
Now I am not sure that you can count France as on of the countries on the list as officially none of us actually touched the earth with our feet. The bus disembarked, and we drove straight through to Belgium which was to be home number 1 (376 km down, a long way to go!) Now the idea of a bush camp to some people seems a little daunting, however, our bush camp involved driving round to see if we could find somewhere suitable to camp.... a Belgians horse field was it! The truck driver Adam did an IMMENSE reverse in through some skinny arse gates, missing the horse box by a matter of millimetres rather than centimetres. The truck ground to a halt and it was time to set up camp! I volunteered for truck duty along with 2 others, mopping out the truck (that 'really' needed doing after
the muddy treks through the ferry we had all clearly been on!) Once that had all been on, the Helium 200 (home sweet home) was erected in the horse field under the watchful eye of 4 colts that we would be sharing the field with. With everything prepared for bed, cups of tea were made and lots of nattering commenced. Spag bol for tea was awesome, just what the doctor ordered so to speak and then a little explore into the Belgian countryside. Devastatingly, there were no beer stops or chocolate shops along our route (which was kind of guessed that we were hopefully heading in a loop back to our field) but it was enjoyable all the same. On return, we all went together for our bushcamp, find a tree toilet stop before bed, with almost, what I guess you could class as synchronised peeing as the locations were a little close for wandering around! Bed was welcome, and after a small chill in the middle of the night, got over by dragging my fleece blanket into by bag with me, a decent ish night sleep was had. Breakfast, however, was at 6am local time which meant alarms for
5am local time..... sleep was the only order of the day for the rest of Belgium, on the baltic, breath seeing truck!!!
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