Well, we're finally all packed - arguments over whether or not to take the sandwich toaster nonewithstanding I think we've managed to remember everything.
We've loaded the laptop up with a copy of iTunes and over 888 freshly ripped tracks from our combined music collections. We've got everything from The Foo Fighters to Harold Faltermyer, from Royksopp to The Cult. It should keep us going during the trip.
True rock n roll style - I'm off to bed in about half an hour - we begin driving tomorrow morning at 3am, and I've doing the first leg to Dover in time to catch the ferry over.
We haven't really sorted out accomodation for the trip down to Imola. Once we get there its all sorted for us for the rest of the rally, but we're just going to wing it as we travel down through France.
We'll be driving in sailing-style shifts - 3 hours on, 3 hours off (to get some kip hopefully). One of us has to stay awake at all times to a) watch out for oncoming cargo ships b) to avoid hitting whales and c) to steer our little Gina through the oncoming waves.
Luckily for me, Mark's doing the first leg in France. I don't envy him the transition over to the other side of the road!