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Introduction

Everyone has a chance to dream - not everyone realises them - this will be my story, my dream.

Ever since I was a young boy I have always liked well made machines - 'classics' by todays standards - I always liked tales of adventure too - the bigger, the longer, the harder, the better.

Four years ago I embarked upon the first part of that adventure - which was to emigrate to the Land of the long white cloud (New Zealand) - I also started saving up for my journey across the world - London to Wellington. The car in question for such a trip was to be a 1967 MG Magnette.

The trip is to be the most ambitious of adventures that I have ever taken and it will be independent and I will be unaccompanied. Europe, the Middle East and Asia - at least two sea crossings, 'cartes de passage' for the MG - my own visas, tool kit, maps, Lonely Planet guides, changes of currency, spare parts, camping accessories and a field kitchen - not to mention a healthy amount of whit and invention will be needed.

The date of departure is scheduled for 3rd May. My plan is to update this site on a weekly basis to share the sense of adventure to fellow enthusiasts. (And to give those of you a chance to help sponsor the trip - perhaps a beer for the day or my dinner that evening, maybe even a whole days sponsor.) You will get a mention in the blog, where you will be my spiritual companion for the day.

Until then keep reading, I have my last minute adjustments to make.

Chris Evans explains his plan


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As with all big projects its the support from friends that makes the difference,so I would like to say a big big thankyou to Paul and Mike and Linda and Emily for helping with the specialist parts and for being so efficient and swift and proffesional.
So I shall raise a glass to MG BITS when at my first port of call in Belgium where I am reliably told they sell the finest Beer in the world brewed by none other than Trappist monks......DING DONG!!!!




Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Thai soup

After returning to istanbul I new it was going to be a mission to organise the MG shipping...
I spent 3 days in all returning to the port with the car...first the car had to be completely cleaned throughout and I had to drive to the special cleaning works for this...inside the engine compartment ,under the bonnet,inside the boot everything had to be removed then washed with high pressure steam and a strange chemical they use for cleaning...then it had to be heat treated and signed off by a customs officer...
the petrol tank had to be emptied of fuel for the journey,which was a complete fiasco as the guys doing this task didn't have a syphon so decided to try and suck the petrol out..1 poor fella must have drank half a litre of the fuel(must have thought it was Rakki) they got most of the fuel out eventually and I reversed the MG into the container that was up over a ramp that was next to the lorry...8 Turkish chaps then had the task of choking up the wheels and lashing the car to the inside of the container with carriage belts..
the MG would have to be transported to the port of Haydapasa and I would have to spend more time with the customs officers in 2 buildings across town 1 mile apart to and throw..I must have been to several different offices in these 2 buildings collecting paperwork and signing documentation......finally I had all the documents and proved the vehicle was mine etc and filled out customs declarations....all I had to do was take all this paperwork to another officer to prove that the car was indeed leaving the country and that I could be allowed to organise a flight out of Turkey...It is illegal to leave without proof that I have not imported the vehicle.....
By the end of the week I said farewell to the MG and with my paperwork all in order I went to look for a flight ........But I have to be back in Auckland by 3rd october at the latest to recieve the car and finally import the vehicle, get it road legal and drive to Wellington.
I find myself in Thailand in Bangkok. Its a crazy place, hawker stands selling their wares, fruit I have never seen before octopus kebabs for sale on the side streets.
The golden temples are simply wonderful to look at, I had to go get the battery charged again for my camera. The streets smell of fish most of the time mixed with the fumes of the cars, vans and tuk tuks....it would seem that anything can be purchased here, I dont wear branded clothes anyway but if I did they would all be fake although I couldnt tell...
There is usually a downpoor of rain everyday, so far I have missed getting a drenching...
I will be heading down south to Ko Tao an island near Ko Samui...I have to book the overnight bus today and head to Chumphon to catch the speed boat to get there.....it is a 12 hour journey all in 452kms...hopefully I will be doing some scuba diving and get to see a whale shark...NICE.

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