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The Wheels Of Misfortune Team Blog

The Wheels Of Misfortune Team Blog

Three friends drive a third of the way round the earth, in a comically unsuitable car, raising money along the way for two fantastic charities.
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Articles : 15
Since : 28/06/2016

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Running For Borders - Turkmenistan and Uzbekistan

Running For Borders - Turkmenistan and Uzbekistan

With the car in a very bad way, our only option in Turkmenistan was to drive by night, and try to make it out of the country before we would be deported 4 days later. Having recovered from our vodka-heavy lunch with a mechanic’s father, our first night drive took us to the capital, Ashgabat. After napping in the car before the heat of the day bec

Visit to The Hummingbird Project

As our route passed through Calais on our first day on the road, we decided that we should visit the Calais Jungle camp and see first-hand the amazing work that our charity, The Hummingbird Project, is doing there. Pulling off the motorway and parking up on the slip-road, we were greeted by Elaine, the charity’s founder, who took us past the poli
Kid Soldiers, Hitchhikers, and Rick Astley - Three Days in Siberia

Kid Soldiers, Hitchhikers, and Rick Astley - Three Days in Siberia

Headed for the Russian border, we were all still revelling in the novelty of a car that actually slowed down when the brake pedal was used. Terrifyingly, when we arrived at the border there was a child who, without exaggeration, can’t have been much older than 9, patrolling with an Alsatian that came up to his chest. His army uniform may have bee
The European Leg

The European Leg

After somehow completing a few months’ worth of preparations in the last 72 hours before we left, departure day finally arrived. Following a parade lap of Goodwood, during which we narrowly avoided wiping out numerous other cars, we cruised down to Dover (with a quick stop in Brighton to sort yet another piece of paperwork we’d forgotten about)
The World's Worst DIY Mechanics

The World's Worst DIY Mechanics

In our first couple of weeks on the road, we have learnt a great deal about how to fix a car without any of the necessary tools, parts, or knowledge. I now know what a jubilee clip is, for example, and how it can be used to mend 95% of mechanical problems. Almost all of the issues we have had with the car, however, have been entirely self-inflicted

Becoming Kazakh Celebrities

Even by the standards of inefficiency we had quickly become accustomed to at borders, the crossing from Uzbekistan into Kazakhstan hit a whole new level. On arrival at midday, we were told that the border was closed until 1pm for lunch. A little puzzled as to why an international border required a lunch break, we waited patiently until 1.45pm (lunc
A Week in Turkey

A Week in Turkey

Having flown through Europe in a week, we began week two by crossing the Bosporus and beginning the Asian leg of our adventure. We decided to spend as little time as possible in Turkish city centres, mainly to appease our mothers, but unfortunately our lack of any map below a scale of 1 to several million meant we soon found ourselves hopelessly lo

Turkmenistan: Borders, Booze and Breakdowns

We are in Turkmenistan. In an Austin Maestro. In our Austin Maestro. And it’s broken! [A brief aside – apologies for not having any pictures of Turkmenistan – we were stupid enough to leave all our filming gear with Iain] Having had to split from Iain due to visa troubles, endured the seemingly never-ending saga of the Caspian sea ferry, and
Cows and Castles in the Caucasus

Cows and Castles in the Caucasus

Our first couple of hours in Georgia were spent completely repacking the car, as the border guards had thought it necessary to remove and meticulously inspect every single individual item, including 24 pot noodles, 12 tins of baked beans, and 8 jars of frankfurters; they had absolutely no interest in putting them back in, however. We had less troub

A Caspian Ferry Saga

The unique way in which the Baku ferry port works, or more accurately doesn’t, is that you turn up and wait, being told every couple of hours that a ferry is just around the corner, but it never arrives. On day one, still full of optimism for an exciting trip across the Caspian, we turned up bright and early, putting the car through customs so as