Stopped by the Police – Mongol Rally
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Oh yeah…that’s right…we are in trouble now! This title might be a re-occurring one. This was the first time we were stopped by the police – but I’m sure it won’t be the last. These policemen flagged us down (literally stood on the road and pointed to us to stop) in their small town and made us stop at the station. We were in Germany, about 10k from the border of the Czech Republic. We decided we needed to pull off the autobahn to find a toilet and food, so we rolled into a random small town, looking lost as usual. It’s weird when you are riding inside the car, and you totally forget how NOT inconspicuous you look from the outside. I forget that we have stickers plastered all over our cars and often wonder why people are staring at us. Not to mention that the steering wheel is on the wrong side of the car in all of these countries.
Apparently the police had their eye on us and when we drove back through the town after trying to park near a Ferarri at a cafe (we later found out the cafe was closed), and they ‘caught us’ as we were leaving town.
They asked for all of our passports and wanted to know what we were doing. They asked for our car papers (our temporary V5 luckily passed), and then they proceeded to give us directions and tips on how to get to and drive in the Czech Republic. And, of course, pose for pictures!
It was harmless…but I doubt all of our police stops will be that easy or enjoyable!
How to donate to our charity – the Christina Nobel Foundation – we are still collecting donations along the way!
- It’s Real Now – Starting the Mongol Rally
- Pimpin’ Our Ride
- Festival of Slow – Mongol Rally Kickoff
- First Stop – Brussels
- Stopped by the Police – Mongol Rally
- Learning to Drive on the Autobahn
- CzechOut our Camping – Mongol Rally
- Racing Through Prague – Mongol Rally
- Driving in Romania
- Twilight in Brasov – Mongol Rally
- Crossing Borders with Natasha- Mongol Rally
- What I see out my window – Mongol Rally
- Ukraine Highway Culture – Mongol Rally
- Mongol Rally: Driving in Ukraine
- Hotel Nissan – Mongol Rally
- Kiev Paperwork Forgery – Mongol Rally
- Teaming up in Volgograd – Mongol Rally
- Russian Stereotypes
- Good Luck at the Kazakhstan Border – Mongol Rally
- The Hardest, Longest, Slowest, Dirtiest Road Yet – Mongol Rally
- The End of The Road – Mongol Rally
- Camping on the Mongol Rally
- Locals to the Rescue – Mongol Rally
- Setting Up Camp – Mongol Rally
- Bad Things do Happen on the Mongol Rally
- The Birth of Kazakhstan Tourism – Mongol Rally
- Kazakhstan’s Secret City – Astana
- The Best Laid Plans – Mongol Rally
- Our Car’s Health – Mongol Rally
- My ride in a Kazakhstan Police Car – Mongol Rally
- The Real Adventure Begins – Mongol Rally
- Minor Repairs – Mongol Rally
- How To Wait at a Border – Mongol Rally
- Border Bonding – Mongol Rally
- Mongolia Freedom – Mongol Rally
- Lost in the Mongol Rally
- Slowing Down – Mongol Rally
- The Mongol Rally Diet
- Muffler Mayhem – Mongol Rally
- Sink or Float – Mongol Rally
- Mongolian Hospitality – Mongol Rally
- Driving in Mongolia
- Tire Trouble – Mongol Rally
- Desert Illusions – Mongol Rally
- Mongolian Malls and Mechanics
- Shocking Tarmac – Mongol Rally
- Mongolian Cloudscapes – Photography
- Ulaanbaatar in our Sights
- The Finish Line – Mongol Rally
- What’s it all for?
- What Happens to the Car?
Sounds like fun, guys!
yeehaa !
Lash
LOL at the parking near to a Ferarri! Good luck with your journey and I wish you a wonderful time!