The nerves have gone; there’s only pure, slightly bewildering excitement now. So much so that I’ve been wide awake and working on the website since 3.30 am. Between the excitement, the insomnia, the caffeine and the to do lists still to be done, I’m not sure whether I’m coming or going. Going, I think.
Yesterday, we finally got around to working on the bikes (lovely Dawes Sardars). They’re starting to look like the kinds of vehicles that might just carry us 24,000 kilometres. More like science fiction contraptions than bicycles really, with bottles and bags and spares strapped onto every spare surface.
Today, we’ll find out whether all the kit we want to take will fit on the bikes. Wish us luck, for the sake of the people who come within sniffing distance of us when we’re on the road; if it doesn’t all fit, clothes will be sacrificed first.
And tomorrow morning, we pedal off towards Bognor, for our first taste of the exotic:
More tomorrow. Eek.