The ferry arrived in Wellibobs lunchtime on Wednesday and I drove the short distance to Adam's house. He bought me lunch and helped me clean the sunny inside and out; what a gent:)
After a short walk in Wilton's Bush we went for a drinkipoo and the poor guy got my life history. Why? I have no idea other than Adilady is my specialist subject lol. Anyways, Adam was very polite and an attentive listener.
Then it was off to the community centre to set up for Adam's talk. He cycled from London to NZ which took 2 years! Now that's a trip. The local travel club had invited him to give a presentation and he was tres nervous.
Well the nerves didn't show. It turns out that Adam is a natch when it comes to public speaking and he had those old ladies hanging on his every word. Got y'self a fan club there mate:D
Adam's journey was truly fascinating although he only talked about a section of it; the silk route. It took him through Iran, China and all the countries I've barely heard of ending in 'stan'. He enjoyed super hospitality from the locals along the way, nearly got shot at the Afghan border, suffered several bouts of dysentery, almost got frostbite and went 10 days without a shower! Not to mention several bicycle malfunctions along the way. A real adventure, it makes my little trippo seem very tame although it has provided enough excitement for me:D
Adam is already planning his next trip, cycling from Alaska down to the most southerly point of Chile. He estimates it will take another 2 years. I will have to follow his bloggintons and catch up on previous bloggages. If anybody is interested I think the address is:
adamglovercycling.com
The Travel Club were so thrilled with Adam's talk that they have booked him again so that they can hear about the rest of his trip. There was a real buzz around the tea and biscuit table afterwards, a sure sign of a definite hit. One lady even asked if there was a DVD! Answer being not yet :D
Two old boys came over to offer their critique. Why do people do that? Not really the right time for constructive feedback in my humblest. Leave that for a one to one when discussing content and duration of next installment. Still bubbles weren't burst as they were interrupted by enthusing female fans who wanted autographs and locks of hair etc :D
Adam's dad was at the talk. He is soooo proud of his son, which is a joy to behold.
So Adam, thanks for putting me up, it was a real pleasure to meet you and I will do my very best to keep in touch.
The following day I drove up to Aucks and booked into a Motel. Not much to report, I did finally sample a steak and cheese pie. Not quite as gross as it sounds but not great either, it's sitting like a big lump of lard in my belly which I may have to have surgically removed. I also stopped off to see Mark and Ali to have my tattoo touched up.
Sitting up in bed now, drinking tea, almost packed and making the most of free wifus. The sunny is due back at 3pm then its off to the airport to check in with those cloned, corporate trollie dollies.
I would like to dedicate this final installment to all the lovely folk who have offered me hospitality along the way. But most of all to dear old Blogginton himself; my constant companion.
This is Adilady sending much love and saying a very final over and out xxxx
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