In March 2016 I signed up for "The Mongol Rally", an event organized (that's a very generous term) by The Adventurists. The goal was to drive an incredibly unsuitable car from London, England to Ulan-Ude, Russia via Mongolia. When I announced this endeavour on Facebook, I encouraged people to follow along so they'd be the first to know when we "break down in the middle of the desert in Uzbekistan and I start crying". I said that in humour, thinking that's probably the craziest thing that would happen.
Well, I was very wrong. I made it to Almaty, Kazakhstan. I switched teams and ended up riding along in a tiny vehicle with four other guys. Tight fit. We drove a 1.2L engine over the Pamir Highway without burning the clutch out. We spent nearly three days getting across the Caspian Sea and Turkmenistan's border control. Yes, I cried, and yes, we did break down in the middle of the desert in Uzbekistan. But that's just the tip of the iceberg.