We kept Dave in the hotels basement car park, we didn't get the chance to hand him over on Saturday so today on Sunday morning we took some pictures of him in UB before we he got handed over.
We had hoped to give some stuff to MAF, who work in Mongolia but their offices are closed for the weekend and we will be gone by Monday. Dave lays empty and alone in a car lot with other heroes of the class of 2007 after we did our photo shoot and went to Daves bar to do the paper work. both of us felt really sad today as we emptied him and walked away for the last time. I kissed the roof.
The car that left Dave's garage, became Dave and ended up at Dave's place in UB.
It's somewhat strange how attached you can become to a car, but he has taken on his own persona, when overtaking, we would often shout "Go on Dave", when one of us left to talk to a hotel or get directions, the other would "stay and watch over Dave", when the gas tank was low, "Dave is thirsty shall we get him a drink". It is because of this little cars ability and doggedness that we are here. Dave we love ya and hope you enjoying herding goats in your retirement years.
