“Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.”
The Mongol Rally, a 10,000-mile road trip from Britain to Ulan Bator, Mongolia, is about adventure, charity, fun and a rather large dose of danger. The launch party extravaganza was all about the fun side of this epic journey. The craziness. The camaraderie and the mad hatter costumes. Pure unadulterated silliness to be precise, and it was exactly what the doctor ordered, especially if the doctor is named Seuss.
The Mongol Rally always begins at the legendary racetrack of Goodward Motor Circuit in Westhampnett, about 65 miles southwest of London. Teams meet and share their hopes and aspirations for their upcoming adventures.
They also try to outdo one another with their bizarre costumes. I came face to face with two completely red chaps. Two Russian Spies. A furry white car and some vintage-looking British soldiers from the Zulu wars. Let's not forget the giant Mongolian wrestlers who embarrassed a few ralliers by tying them up in knots and slamming them into the rain-soaked grass.