Still in Prague

After two-and-a-half hours of sleep, I got up at 9:30 am.

We started at the ailing Terios and decided to find a local Toyota garage. After finding a Toyota dealership in Prague the mechanics peered dubiously under the bonnet and told us it should be scrapped. Arse. Options? New car? If so, then import documentation for Mongolia? How to register a new owner. Buying a new car sounded expensive so John and Cillian decided to wing it and just drive the old one.

Rattle. Rattle. Thunk. Thunk.