The joy of a blog is that I can write titles such as ‘Szekesfehervar’ without ever giving away that I haven’t a clue how it is pronounced or embarrass myself by trying.

Having left the Czech-out party, we drove into Hungary via Mosonmagyaróvár (I might as well make the most of not having to pronounce the names!) and spent the night at a campsite in Szekesfehervar. Our aim the next day was to make it down to Sibiu in Romania, where a Mongol Rally team of previous years were hosting a party for all the teams heading in that direction. This journey gave us time familiarise ourselves with the driving style of Hungary, Romania, and we would soon discover, pretty much the rest of the trip. This involves a change of mindset when overtaking. The more cautious approach with which people might be familiar, involves waiting until you are sure you can comfortably pass the car infront of you and leaving a margin to allow yourself to pull back in. The alternative to this makes use of every available inch of the road and fitting your car into the tightest of spaces, with a good amount of luck thrown in for good measure. It is the latter to which we were being acquainted on this journey.

Answers on a postcard please
Interesting Romanian monument

Continuing to stick to the smaller ‘A-road’ size roads in preference to the motorways, we got to see a bit more of the Hungarian countryside. However, you couldn’t feel that you were overly far away from home, as we rounded the corner to find a giant 24-hour Tesco. This navigational approach did make for some interesting views though. Whilst passing through Romania, we drove by a giant statue, probably best described in James’s words as a “a giant tusk, no it’s a sword, a scimitar type thing, scythe”. If anyone has any better suggestions, or actually knows what it is, answers in the comments or on a postcard please.

With this, we put our foot down and put all 52 of the Micra’s horses to work and attempted to get to Sibiu before all the beer was gone.

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