Endurance driving adventures in a selection of vintage cars and a Land Rover Defender.
Almost off..
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The maiden voyage for the LR - in soggy Snowdonia in May. We, however, were dry and toasty (just as well, really). Also, leaving it in the container for shipping - next stop Savannah GA.
Rithy, one of our drivers, invited Lori and me to a ceremony to mark 100 days since his father's death. In the Buddhist religion this has enormous significance. For the first hundred days that you are dead you are not aware of it. After 100 days you wake up to realise that you have died. It is on this day that you have to decide which path to take. You can either decide to be reborn or go to Nirvana. Obviously, such an important decision cannot be taken lightly and you need some guidance. So, off we went to Rithy's mothers house in the countryside not quite knowing what to expect. Rithy's family are not rich, his father was just a very small time farmer with one field and his family home was typical of most Cambodian village house being made of wood and raised up on stilts. A very grand canopy and ntrance had been erected for the party and many preparations were being made. The first thing that we were aware of as we neared the house was exceptionally loud music be
The border crossing was chaotic and tedious on the Turkmen side and disorganised on the Iranian side. We didn't care though as it was just so wonderful to be there. The welcome we got as we entered the country was without precedent on this trip. The Iranian Motor Federation were there with a big welcome banner and a display of their lovely old cars. They were clapping and cheering us, calling 'welcome to Iran' and all had huge grins. It was tremendous. Leave all your preconceptions about this country in their box and be prepared to be surprised. It is the end of our second day here and we have been constantly surprised. The warmth and welcome we are being shown everywhere is overwhelming. People are lining the streets and cheering and clapping, all the time shouting 'welcome to Iran'. Cars hoot and all their occupants wave and cheer, even the old ladies. The policemen, of which there are many, all wave enthusiastically too and show us where to go and, every time we
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