Not much to report this week; I have been very busy with other things, and the Trabant has consequently had a quiet time of it. All I've done is turn the engine over a few times, as I haven't managed to get out anywhere. That is likely to change next weekend, with the visit of a friend from Edinburgh who is interested in the car. Prospects for a driving test soon are bleak, as there is an absolutely massive waiting list for a test locally; tests are now being booked for late August, a catastrophic hiatus which would have shamed the DDR licensing authorities. I am considering booking a test elsewhere, as I don't really want to wait that long. Having failed a couple of times in Montrose, maybe a change of scene (and a change of examiner) will do me a power of good.
In DDR times, the furthest a Trabant usually got was to somewhere in the former Yugoslavia (with copious stops along the way to ensure that the engine didn't overheat and seize), or occasionally, to the USSR. There has been talk in these pages of trips from Montrose to Estonia as my life prepares to change course yet again. But one journey I've heard of recently absolutely trumps all these other varied odysseys.
Shortly, three "plastic darts" will cough their way into life in a cloudburst of oily smoke in Germany, and won't stop until they have gone all the way to Cambodia. The aim of the eight participants is to raise three hundred thousand US dollars for the street children of that country. Going under the name of Trabant Trek, they have a very decent website and flyer which will detail not only their fund-raising exploits, but also their adventures along the way. Hopefully they will achieve both their targets, and not be visited by overmuch mechanical disaster along the way. Their cause is worthy of every support so good luck from this corner of Europe to them all.
As for me, well, maybe there will be a bit more news to tell you about next week. Tschuss!
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