Alistair sets out to ride around the world and soon discovers
all the ways chasing foolish dreams can drive you around the bend.
“Farid was racing toward his future on 600cc of internal combustion and so many litres of optimism that neither history nor government could ever pull his brake lever”
“I jealously noted that his indifference to appearance and immunity to gadgets had birthed a machine looking capable of invading Poland on its way to compete in the Dakar.”
“The ship shuddered and the throb of the engines ceased. The diesel power that had trembled through the hull since Baku now fluttered away to leave a prison of silence. In the hush of a ghost ship on a lifeless sea, ten miles off the coast of Turkmenistan, I noticed we were down to our last half a litre of water.”
“Like one of Captain Kirk’s alien love interests, Kyrgyzstan is green, pretty, and built to make everyone who sees her immediately pitch a tent.”
“It was time to buck up and bug out to Bukhara, but I remained bedridden, watching the same songs looping on music TV. Scrolling text announced that the next track would be James Blunt. I jumped out of bed, and we left.”