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Go Pro is finally fixed so I have all my photos and videos back! Here's a screenshot of the ride through the Russian Altai. Easily one of the best roads in the world. 🇷🇺 #gopro Finally had time to (almost) catch up on my blog posts. A new informative post about the Caspian Sea crossing and a post covering my journey across Kazakhstan🇰🇿 and Mongolia 🇲🇳has been uploaded. Follow the link in my bio. [photo📷: @lookerthroughthelens] #ThisCantbetheroad #Caspiansea #Honda #revit While my bikes in transit across the Pacific I thought I'd pop home to grab my degree 🇬🇧👀 delighted to be graduating with a high 2:1 in History from the University of East Anglia. 📚 It was lovely to see the parents for the day too. #sunsinoureyes #UEA #graduation #freshofftheplane Absolutely exhausted but made it to the Pacific coast! 🌊 Fresh out of the desert, slammed 2500 miles in 4 days. Crossing Siberia and East Asia, I'm now just 40 miles from North Korea👀. It's been pretty grim with constant rain, riding through the night (+ having to sleep against the bike in a layby). However the landscape has been undeniably beautiful (photo is back in Kazakhstan because my camera is now dead) and the very few Russians I have came across, have been some of the nicest people in the world. Going well out of their way to help me. Generosity which I genuinely will remember forever. 
Saying a temporary goodbye to the bike as it's crated up ready to be shipped across the Pacific 🇨🇦 For now though I'm gonna have a day off finally and try to regain some body weight. But more importantly I'll pack up my life so I can go meet Herbert as he lands in the new world in 6 weeks time, where we can continue the adventure. (At a much slower pace) 🌏🚢🌎. [Photo📷: @williamvickerss]

#11000miles Finally defeated the Gobi Desert and made it to Ulan Bator, Mongolia. 🇲🇳8500 miles completed through the worst roads and hideous conditions. 🌅Despite all the warnings from locals and anyone who has ever rode a motorbike, I completed the Journey on small road tyres and paid the price. I've came off the bike more times than I can count, but somehow no broken bones and more importantly, the bike is still pretty much intact. It's been an absolute hero this whole trip and It's reliability has definitely saved my life in the desert.
So here's a photo of me and Herbert (my bike🏍) having a little time out in the middle of Mongolia, shortly after one of many sand related crashes. Thank you to everyone who's donated so far, it means the world to all of us and will help the charity so much. There's still time to donate at [Photo📷: @williamvickerss] #roundtheworld #motorcycle #norwich2mongolia #mongolia #honda Stormy Russian sky. Shame I was photobombed by the lightning ⚡️👀🇷🇺🌩⛈[photo📷: @dexter94]  #gopro #norwich2mongolia #motorcycle #altai #revit #schuberth

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24 Year old motorcycle enthusiast, currently trying to travel the world on a budget.

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After solid progress across Albania & Greece, we were keen to get to Istanbul. We had a very cheap, but very luxurious night booked at a nice hotel. So after having a terrible few hours sleep in a campsite near Kavala (Greece) we set off early hoping to get to the hotel in good time. The initial ride was quite nice with excellent roads and fair weather. We arrived at the Greek exit border and from there the day turned. 2 hours waiting to get out of Greece and then another 2 hours waiting at the Turkish border was made worse by heavy rain. On the last hurdle, even after having our passports stamped, the guard at the end turned us away saying we need to buy Turkish bike/car insurance. We went back to the hut several times explaining that we already had the required worldwide insurance, even showing documents to prove it. But he wasn’t interested in even looking at them. Finally after an hour or so he simply said he wasn’t bothered about what insurance we already had, we just needed to buy some from the border shop or we couldn’t pass. With absolutely no option we went to the border shop and was given an outrageous price. 305 TL for each car (£70). Then 650 TL for the Motorcycle (£145) . The guy even said to us, the system is broke for Motorcycles, it shouldn’t be that expensive but it can’t be fixed till Monday. So you can come back then and it will probably be fixed and cheaper. But we were on a busy schedule and couldn’t turn back to stay in Greece for two days based on the advice of a disinterested border guard. So after a lot of arguments we finally decided we had no other choice but to pay. He started putting the information in to his computer then claimed the bike insurance had now gone up to 889 TL (£200). With the rain now thumping harder, roads waterlogging and the nighttime getting closer we agreed to pay. Strangely enough, in the hours and hours we were there, nobody came into the room to buy any Turkish insurance but us. We reluctantly parted with our money and set off through the rain. 

5 hours drive through torrential downpour and waterlogged roads saw us all restricted to low speeds, especially me on the bike. The drive became even more dangerous as the day went on and the risk of aquaplaning increased drastically.

Leathers wet through and getting colder we separated shortly before Istanbul. On my alternative route I came across a Motorwat toll road and, still having no wallet from the Croatian incident, I was forced to just plough it through the gap inbetween the automatic barriers. Trying my best to exit the toll road as early as possible, I see what I can only imagine is a fine appear on one of the big screens as I pass. A bill of 80TL (£19).

Unphased I carried on through the evening weary of a diminishing fuel tank and made it into the hustle and bustle of Istanbul. Carnage on the roads, similar to that of Vietnam, with cars cutting up each other at every opportunity and the constant blue flashing lights of traffic police speeding through. Weirdly even in the middle of the night, cars still forced through at reckless speeds with no headlights on. Eventually after google maps took me to some questionable backroads we arrived at the hotel in the late evening. Happy to be here at our first main checkpoint, but still extremely angry at the border staff and the general grim events of the day.

Even now, there’s very little indication online that you need to pay for specific insurance to enter Turkey by Car or Motorcycle. Especially not at the extortionate rates that we were forced to pay thanks to ‘a broken system.’ Obviously if you have to drive through Turkey then by all means go for it. But if I had the option I would have definitely avoided it. The fee paid at the entrance which was in excess of £300 altogether is just ridiculous, let alone the unofficial way that it was taken from us. This figure could be anything for other travellers, maybe 100s more, or maybe even 0. The fact is it all just comes down to the day and the guard you get on the crossing, all you can do is hope. But in my opinion it’s all too much of a gamble and a joke to have to pay anything just to please a guard. It seems less of an insurance purchase and more of a tourist tax. 

Tomorrow we head east into the wilderness of Turkey 🇹🇷 

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