The grand van plan

On deciding to attend Groezrock late last year, we also decided we would not be camping. Well, I personally had decided this after last year’s constant head-kicking fiasco that resulted in 4,400 deaths (mainly of Belgians, so it was fine).

Instead we opted to hire a camper van – or, to my non-British comrades, a recreational vehicle (“RV”). This would be our “mobile home” for the time we were there. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Bar being a bit cramped, it was a good idea at the time. And it will be a good idea when we get one and blaze a trail around Europe at some point in the future. Yes folks, I’ve got the wanderlust that comes on so strong when you return from a break that feels not long enough at all.

Sure, it’s a bit of a shit plan in that I’m too broke to do much without borrowing lots of money (and always paying it back OF COURSE), I can’t drive and my ability with foreign languages is to good what microwaving bread is to fine dining.

It has all the telltale signs of being a situation that would be a massive, terrible fuckup from start to finish. And that just makes it all the more appealing.

IMAGINE: getting lost in Lithuania!

DREAM OF: misunderstanding a simple instruction from a public transport worker in Hungary!

BELIEVE IN A WORLD THAT: you can get drunk for really cheap on horrible booze in (in any country east of the expensive ones)!

God, this plan has to get off the ground. Someone else arrange it, I’m shit at plans. Also I’m too busy writing four billion blogs. I’ll just come up with a name for it.







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