where would you break down?
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Yup, smack in the middle of no-mans land.
Entering Syria in style!
Also, if you were a Vespa, you`d make sure you have
a punture while your motor seizes, making pushing
all the more fun!
After a particularly nerve wrecking border control,
this is how we entered Aleppo
So there was some more tweaking,
a new -cheap Indian- flywheel,
and a very nice dentist who helped us find all we needed
in a place where everyone speaks Arabic. Thanks Rian!
1 comment:
Die Vespa heeft karakter: droogweg in niemandsland in pan vallen. Toch jammer dat ge uit respect niet ter plekke uw tent hebt opgeslagen voor een nacht.
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