Goodbye Egypt, hello Jordan

Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
Trip End Ongoing

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Sunday, April 5, 1998

Off we drove to Nuweiba, our last port of call before we crossed to Jordan. This consisted of driving the truck there and then putting onto a ferry until we crossed over to Jordan. A simple process that is until you come to Egyptian custom agents. Much money was passed under the table to get us through quicker. We did offer the virgins but they were not interested in boys. But before we could jump on the ferry, one of the Kiwi girls who had been suffering from runny bum, collapsed on top of the bog. We carried her out and tried to get some fluids down her mouth as she was extremely dehydrated. Then it was time to jump onto the boat. The truck went on and we walked on. The Kiwi girl who had collapsed, could not walk under her own steam, so being the kind hearted dodgy Aussie that I am, I carried her on and won her over in my heart !!!!!! Bit of a worry actually. I should have dropped her !!!!! So, stuck on a huge ferry for four hours, what do you do but do your best Titanic impressions. By this stage, I've left my travellers cheques Huggy and me had become good mates, so there was only one choice to play with. Lucy was quite happy with this as she understood that if I was going to marry anyone, Huggy was my number 1 choice !!!!! Eventually, we docked in Aqabah, Jordan. Glenn's first words were, Jordon is a dry country, time to dry out. We had some free time to walk around and find lunch, stock up on supplies and eat. We ate and then found the bottlo. So we bought a load of beers. We made our way back to the campground, set up our tents and cooked dinner. Did you ever have a feeling that you underestimated your beer supply ? Well, we did, so we went up to the office and asked how we could get the twenty k's into town. They offered to drive us and they drove us straight to the bottlo !!! Took us over to the spirits counter and asked us what we want. We explained that we only drank beer and left it at that. After buying up, they took us back, and once out of the car, they gave us another 4 bottles, just for taking us there !!!!! What an introduction. I love Jordan. After dinner and quite a few beers had been polished off, Glenn asked who wanted to drive the truck. So being a bunch of four Aussie guys, he took us out and around the campground giving us driving lessons. This was great, another dream knocked off. We finished, and then Matt, who was now known as Cracker as he always seemed to have an erection, decided to drive around himself. And then it happened, he bogged the truch, and the idiot kept the wheels spinning until there was a hole that was bigger than any bunker I have seen. Luckily, there was another truck on standby, so we hooked it up and towed it out. Then Glenn let me drive it back. After this, Cracker was banned from the front
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