WHO THE HECK?
The Hoomans Did This!
The Serendipity of the Mountain
In 2013, Rui and Manon were climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. Rui heard this loud vomit and turned his back. “Ah!” he exclaimed, “Right on!” and went to check on this American climber suffering from altitude sickness.
There is no way Rui can remember this guy’s name now. He surely remembers the colour of the vomit, though. Anyway, he likes to think that he was able to comfort the climber’s suffering for a while. In no time, Rui and Jack, another of Rui’s expedition companions, were both exchanging words with him, who was in no way a Trump-like person. Much the opposite, he was an extremely nice chap.
In exchange for our comforting words about altitude sickness being a normal thing in the heights of these mountains, our new Yankee friend would tell us about this maddening experience called Mongol Rally. “Hundreds of people in old Micras going from the UK to Mongolia!”, he said, and Rui, gazing his eyes, went like “Fekin’ wow!”
Rui and Jack quickly realised there was potential here. And so it was that the idea was planted into their brains.
From Brain to Paper
Turning the idea of the Mongol Rally into an actual real project takes an unmoveable desire to do it. Some call it stubbornness.
But it also takes the ability of dealing with sudden changes: it’s like being able to change underwear after your best friend drops a full bottle of laxative in your beer: you’ll just have to expect that shit will come, and be creative about it.
And so it happened while planning the Mongol Rally. Well, it still is happening today. And I am pretty sure that it will happen during the rally. Shit happens quite a lot.
It is visas, bureaucracy, money, and letters to people and companies. After Panama Papers, these are the worst papers.
There’s also the good papers. We love maps, and we can’t wait to lose ourselves while reading them upside down. And then, there’s the autographs we are getting, and whoever is putting a bit of their love and effort into our trip.
A Feast As We Sail East
Bollocks To This.
I want to contact you privately