A little after 18.30, it was time to leave. Chris & I ended up drawing the short straws and taking the very back seats. The worst ones, except perhaps the half-seat right next to the driver.
The back
seats are always the bumpiest, and with a journey where you know there aren’t
going to be any roads… we weren’t looking forward to that part. The back seats
are also the highest, giving very little clearance above our heads. But hey,
someone had to take them.
Indefinitedetour
Matt
