Latvia Libre

7th of October, 2015

Latvia Libre

The last hurdle awaits, getting back into Europe, from here we are free. Our little machines are excited at the prospect, so are our tired, sleep deprived, worn bodies. One last boarder, here we go. Exiting Russia a piece of cake, a different story entirely if we had been a day late I'm sure of that. But we rocked it, cars, drivers, total team, Rockstars. Latvia awaited us, I was pretty chilled as we had already climbed so many obstacles, the custom authorities were relaxed, what possibly could go wrong?
Filling out all our forms all was as smooth as silk, until......... You guessed it, the vehicle documents. 
 
One car with the correct documents rolled on through, free as a bird. Camo and I however another story "photocopied documents?!, there is a problem here" Again the documents get taken away, I honestly don't know where they decide to make a decision on our demise, maybe superiors, maybe just to make us feel anxious. But it's the same story every time. Two hours later our custom officer returns, this time we have another little issue. Camo had his licence stolen in the original incident, the officer also needs this to allow old mate to drive in Latvia. Crazy times on our last crossing, good to keep the trend going till the end. 
 
Wouldn't read about this in the Latvian times, after a short interview we were released on Europe, our little beast had made it half way around the globe without vehicle documents, Camo without a licence, crazy I tell you. It wouldn't have happened to a Russian in his Mercedes, but a cripple, a bearded ginger and a Yaris. 
 
Unleashed in Latvia what a feeling, our epic has hit the final leg of its journey. We have two days to get to Riga, dispose of our cars and fly to London. Broken after days of driving we find a quaint little city, as Latvia only has a small population I will call it a city. The ancient streets of Jekabpils welcomed us. Finding a hotel in the shadow of a Monastery we settled in to a magical meal and a great night, reminiscing the ups and downs of the incredible journey we had just undertaken. English speaking, even English menus, we were in a different world.
 
With less than a hundred kilometres to Riga all the weight lifted off our shoulders it felt as we were flying. Greeted by such a beautiful city, we couldn't have asked for a better destination to conclude our epic. Paved, narrow streets and gothic architecture of the old city was refreshing after the Russian concrete swamps and Asian deserts. It's hard to absorb what we have achieved over the last two months and a half months, 26,418km!! as the diameter of the equator is 40,075km our little Yaris beasts have busted out more than half way around the globe.