Halt who goes there?
Our plan for Georgia was to visit the David Gareda monastery which is close to the Azerbaijan border in the desert like step. We had been told Taffy would easily navigate the dirt road route but when we got to the road we couldn’t even get on to it because it was so bad. Queue the arrival of the local drunks in their 4×4. They said there was a tarmac route over a huge hill that would lead back to the dirt road missing out the start section which had been rendered impassable for us by flood damage. They drove off erratically speeding up the hill and round the hairpin bends like mad...
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The crossing into Armenia was pleasantly hassle free. The Armenian officials were helpful taking us from point to point to get the visa, Taffy x-rayed, the insurance, the Eco-tax and finally to make the payment into the bank for all these things. There was no corruption and all the officials tried to speak the odd word of English. The controls were still the baffling ping pong array of going from pillar to post to get various stamps etc that seem to be a hang over from Soviet times. Once in, the scenery again instantly changed as we left the rolling hills behind and began climbing into the...
Read MoreLeaving the EU
After the successful catendectomy we drove on to Ljubliana and for someones benefit I feel obliged to point out it is the capital of Slovenia not Estonia! No names but you know who you are Ali. Crossing the border we began to lose the German Motorhomes (not that they were following us or anything) and we weren’t surprised when we arrived at the campsite to be joined by a young British couple. We were however surprised when another British couple turned up in there caravan – they must have been at least in their 70’s. That made 4 brits on a campsite, we haven’t seen...
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