Picking Up Ivan

Just finished nightshift, some two hours sleep and Paul was waking me up to take a flight to Exeter. Shattered we travelled to Exeter, took a taxi to a bus station, a bus to Tawton (1hour) and then the van owner came to pick us up and took us to a tiny farm house in the middle of knowhere to meet Ivan.

The Insurance Mare

So we found a van, but could we hell find insurance, we have had such a carry on trying to get a full years European insurance, every company we tried had stupid clauses like:

• You must have a professionally converted motorhome
• You can only have 3-6 months European cover
• You can have ‘unlimited’ mileage, which turned out to be 5,000miles!
• Most companies would only cover a hand full of countries.

We finally found a company who would provide a full year ‘technically’ for a small fortune, but as we appeared to have no other choice we reluctantly went for it. The following are the loops we have to jump through: