FIGHTERAMA

5 Countries in 5 Hours

That’s right 5 countries in 5 hours, England, France, Belgium, Holland and Germany. Needless to say we
may of broken the speed limits once or twice.

Me and Beast set off from Northampton at 5:30 in the morning, stopped for a lukewarm £12 rip off
breakfast just before Dartford, then made it in time for the 9:00 Chunnel.

It was quite an uneventful crossing and we couldn’t see any fishes coz my car doesn’t have a sunroof.

Through France quicker than you can say croissant and then we stopped to get some beer in Belgium,
some luverly stuff called Hoegaarden. After a few cans it helped get us in the mood for some action
and I was no longer nervous about the bad driving foreigners. Another thing about these foreign lot,
when you go to the bog in Belgium, there’s a little old lady sat outside at a table with a dish and a sign
 saying 30 euro and some other foreign crap, i.e. you have to pay 20 pence to take a piss. So wot do the
 Belgium’s do, they piss in the cark park. It bloody stinks!

In Holland we stopped for lunch of steak & chips, freshly cooked while we waited, with a drink it only
cost about a tenner. Bought the wife a windmill fridge magnet and off we sent crossing the German
 border just before 3 o’clock.

Germany wasn’t wot I expected, there was no border control with barbed wire fences and machine gun
 no Alsatian guard dog or soldiers. Mind you they have some funny names for their towns. Check out the photo below:

We got to the show and paid the modest entrance fee of £4.00. There were only a handful of Maxes there, some
 from Belgium which you’ll see on the Xmas CD and a couple more not worth taking pictures of. However there were
some really well tricked out Zeds, Gizers and Blades and loads of wicked trick bits on sale. Loads of stuff that I’ve
 never seen before and the prices were nearly half of wot you’d pay in the UK. Me and Beast had found Fightertophia.

We milled around for about 3 hours, there were very few visitors, which suited us just fine. It was thirsty work but
has luck would have it there was plenty a young maidens serving ice cold Germany beer at just over a £1.00 a bottle.

Time was getting on and we hadn’t found anywhere to kip, so off into the very dark Germany night. Now it’s bad enough
 driving in the daytime with these Muppets but at night it’s truly horrible, you see they don’t have much in the way off
street lighting, obviously a left over habit from the war, and it was pissing down and my windscreen wipers are shagged.

Anyway a few dodgey U-turns later we found a Hotel. Nice clean rooms, £38 for a single room and a chocolate on your
 pillow. Down to the bar for some beer, unfortunately there was no totty in the Hotel and the waitresses were of the East
 German shot putting type.

We had lamb for dinner, now talk about rare, I’ve shagged sheep that have been in the sun too long that were more well done
 that this. So we had some more beer, then hit the sack. 

Breakfast was just ham, cheese and bread, not a sausage in sight. We paid our bill then headed back to the show. Having
forgotten I was suppose to be driving on the wrong side off the road we had a near miss crossing a busy main road and with
Beast on the impact side, he was a bit shaken.

We managed to find some sausages at the show. Here’s beast chomping on one:

We kicked around for a few hours before the long 500 mile journey back home. Spending far more money than we had planned but
the savings more than covered the cost of the trip. I’ll defiantly go next year.

Here are some pix of bikes:

Why is it that whenever I pick up a camera, women just throw themselves in front of me? I don’t know maybe I look like a
famous fashion photographer or something like that.