We’d prearranged to meet Sam at a pub in Finsbury at a
certain time and were near enough to it that he’d only got through ¼ of his
first pint. It was a lovely warm day (actually a bit too warm for carrying
packs). After a nice BBQ that night and crashing out on Sam and Leire’s floor
we started the van hunt the next day. It didn’t start well when we trekked to
Camden to the rumoured plethora of vans on offer at the informal van market, to
find it has been disbanded by the council! Eek! We then had to resort to the
internet and chase potential vans one by one.
