WHO SANG MELLOW YELLOW FULL

And, the big one, what if nobody likes me and I’m all on my own.

What if the whole trip was hyped up by the proprietor and is nothing like advertised. What if there’s somebody who plays shite music all the time, loudly. What if I’m three times older than the 2nd oldest person on the trip.

WHO SANG MELLOW YELLOW FULL

What if it’s full of tweaked-out twinkies getting high all the time. What if we all have very different needs and the group just becomes a collection of people sharing an intimate space without any of the responsibilities necessary to promote intimacy and, from this, trust. What if there’s some narcissistic or borderline personality type who recruits others to their clique and the group splits into opposing factions. What if there’s some gobshite who has no boundaries and invades everybody else’s and gets aggressive when challenged. I let some ‘what ifs’ roost in my little old brain. I must confess to some apprehension about this. I didn’t know how many were joining, what the existing travellers were like, how many were leaving etc. My part stops at Istanbul on 6 November while the truck continues onto London to start out on a new circuit. The trip before me was a two week circuit of Kyrgyzstan. The truck is almost in permanent motion, I think, travelling between London and Beijing and back again. Some people would leave at this point and others would join. The hostel was the Kyrgyzstan meeting point for people wishing to join the trip. When I returned from the World Nomad Games to Bishkek, I saw a notice pinned to the front desk of the hostel inviting those joining the Oasis Overland expedition to meet the next day at 6pm, for an introductory meeting. Some details about the truck and journey. The start of the expedition with Oasis Overland.

Who sang mellow yellow