Mongol Rally 2017

Closing time. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

Closing time.  Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

Everyone keeps asking how did we get robbed? How did we not notice that the bag that was used as a pillow was gone until the next morning? What was the exact order of things? How were you this sick in the mountains, they're not that high?Even in the initial post we kept going on about how it was so hazy and didn't make sense and we don't quite recall things and tried filling in the blanks. It started with one person mentioning gypsies tend to use gas. Then it was another. On the ferry to Kazakhstan, we talked to...

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Day 50: it's something unpredictable but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life

Day 50: it's something unpredictable but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life

We were up by 7 and started packing up. We weren't at the right hotel to be laying all our filthy things in the middle of its parking lot, but we did anyway. We spent over an hour figuring out what was garbage and going through packs of baby wipes to clean each item before placing it in the bags. Everything was brown, chalky, and just filthy beyond belief. Literally as if it was intentionally rolled in dirt not missing a single spot, covering every crevice. We finally got everything sorted out and were pretty stressed about the car. You...

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Day 41: Give me a second I need to get my story straight

Day 41: Give me a second I need to get my story straight

Miles: 350After breakfast we headed into town to the tire shop. After Justin took out the spare from under the car the night before, we found out it was larger than the other tires so it won't do. Neither will driving hundreds of miles with no more spares. We got to the shop, but it would be our luck to find the one town with a tire shop that didn't sell tires. The next town wasn't for 200 miles. This one also did not sell tires, but he sent us on a wild goose hunt in this little town with...

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Day 40: they see me rollin', they hatin', patrollin' tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

Day 40: they see me rollin', they hatin', patrollin' tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

We hadn't been driving for long on a forever straight road when we saw a cop car in the oncoming lane. Our hearts sank, because we knew that as soon as he'd see us, he'd do a U-turn. And he did. There was a store within 100m so we pulled off to "get water" but to really let the cop by. He kept going, phew. Unfortunately, the driveway to the store was so shite, that we figured with the cop 4 cars ahead, it wasn't worth the risk. So we got back on the road, only to see the cop...

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Day 39: I fought the law and the law won

Day 39: I fought the law and the law won

Success: no bed bugs! We got on the road all day in the middle of (sorry) buttf*ck nowhere with *NOTHING* to see and most of the day was nothing worth writing about except for 2 incidents, one which was our first police bribe:So we were driving along, and as per eerie usual on this trip, my spidey senses kicked in and I got a weird feeling. "Justin, is all the money in your wallet?" Yes. So we left one bill (2000, which is equivalent to 6-7CAD) in there and hid the rest. We heard from other teams about the corrupt...

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