Blogging takes place at the end of the day. Mostly this is good because it allow a time of quiet reflection on the days activities. I won’t say the day didn’t start well, but it dragged along. However the last couple of hours has been sensational.
For avid followers, you will be pleased to know the tyre issue has been resolved, or as resolved as it is going to be. The tyre place 1$ recommended we go to yesterday, and did go to, could get our tyres by 11am this morning, at an unknown price. It was around a half hour drive away, several toll stations and just a whole lot of hassle. We spied a similar looking tyre and mechanic service centre not too far from us, only a km or so, so headed back there this morning. He gave us a price, and estimated the tyres would be delivered in two hours. We agreed, watched and waited, whilst other tyres were swapped onto matching rims, bought oil and a filter, and topped up the power steering – a new leak!!!, and a bit over two hours later, drove off with two new mud terrain tyres of the right size. This size is pretty unusual in Malaysia and the price showed. Still cheaper than Australia.
I’m very happy to have done this. Tyres are my thing. They are not to be trifled with, or taken for-granted. Readers, have you checked your tyre pressures lately? Have you looked carefully at how much, or little, they are bulging at the bottom? Does it look normal? Is there enough tread for your next expedition – to the shops or the desert?
Moving on; The middle of the day was a bit of a lost cause. We thought, somehow, that the final briefing was at 2pm. By the time we realised no one else was around, there wasn’t enough time to do anything else really, so we rested up in our room.
By later in the afternoon the activities warmed up. We met the renowned Bee, Thomas’s PA, Alina and 1$ again and many of the rest of the crew and participants. Thomas had invited a group similar to the SES in Australia, along to participate in the opening ceremony of his new shop where he presented them with equipment as their sponsor. Streamers, confetti, a big red ribbon – it had the works.
Inside I chatted to one gent and the topic got onto him being Christian in this Muslim country and some of the fears they have of more structured control of the expression of his religion. We shared our views on extremism of all sorts.
Eventually the briefing happened, with brief introductions of participants, allocations of cars – we are Number 10 – and our passengers. We’ve got Grace and her two young boys. I’m sure it will work out okay, but I would be more reassured if I didn’t hear them crying in the hallway just now…. 🙁
Ah well, noisy children can travel on the roof rack, it’s the Australian way.
There will be 64 people joining in the convoy at some stage or other. Many leaving and joining at different places. It must have made organising a nightmare. I’m still not quite sure if we will need sleeping mats. It’s not chaotic, just tonnes of people to organise and stuff to do.
Just been down to the convoy parking area, all lined up almost in the hotel foyer. Don’t they look a treat! 15 cars I think…. Given I am #10, I must follow #9, everywhere. Time will tell how this works with so many participants.