Feb. 29, 2024, 12:33 p.m. - THUMBS ARE IN MOTION AGAIN. MAN IS TAKING US SOMEWHERE NEARER AS HIS DAUGHTER LIVES THERE. KEEEEEMOOOOOOOOON
Feb. 29, 2024, 11:53 a.m. - Cannot bring myself to ever eat McDonald's again after this week. In Kolding, THUMBS GO ONWARDS
Feb. 29, 2024, 10:54 a.m. - Team 30 Following a coin-toss loss to our loves Yes Chef just moments ago, the car afterwards (5th of the 5 we've seen in the past 4 hours out here) pulled up dressed in wings and a halo - it's Kolding time🤪🤪🤪THUMBS CANNOT AND WILL NOT BE STOPPED
Feb. 29, 2024, 6:59 a.m. - Team 30 This What3Words is kinda hilarious rn. Plopped at what seems like a decent service station but the Danes are much later risers than the Germans, and so we envision a wee wait ahead. Have already been told to stop cluttering the scenery (in Danish but that was the vibe) but that is exactly our aim good sir🙏🏼Thumbs stay UP
Feb. 29, 2024, 5:14 a.m. - These thumbs are AWAKE and absolutely raring to go for the final lap of the most bizarre race the world has ever witnessed. Words alone cannot express what we're feeling right now after finally sleeping indoors with a heating system. Copenhagen you will absolutely be seeing us today. THUMBS ARE UP LET'S GOOOOOOOOO
Feb. 28, 2024, 10:11 p.m. - We have had a wonderful night of hot food and beer. We are ready for tomorrow. The thumbs remain up while we SLEEP
Feb. 28, 2024, 6:52 p.m. - At our drivers house for the night, we'll have a few beers and chill out!
Feb. 28, 2024, 6:19 p.m. - Oh my way back to Germany for a pint and a rest. We'll be back at it tomorrow
Feb. 28, 2024, 5:32 p.m. - Currently in beautiful Denmark! However, it is dark and we are not on a motorway so we're considering travelling back to Germany with the promise of a house to stay in!
Feb. 28, 2024, 2:55 p.m. - We love Germany! Germany hates us! That's what we tell ourselves as we get a lift to Denmark. We are just half an hour from the danish border where we will try and hitch a ride into the capital. Keep your thumbs up for us guys!
Feb. 28, 2024, 11:39 a.m. - Holy absolute f*cking sh*t. This whole situation may be owing to the lack of sleep, and may not actually be happening, but I swear I can feel planks of wood pressing against my side. I (Ellie) was drawing a Nord sign and a man came up to ask where I was going - turns out he was going to Copenhagen and was waiting for a hitchhiker before he went cos he knows how hard it is??? About 2 seconds later Luke comes running up to me to say that a man can take us to the Danish border???? Man 1 only had one seat :( man 2 only had two seats :(( Ben pulled an absolute blinder and managed to re-manoeuvre all of the planks of wood in man 2's car to make room for all of us????????????? BASICALLY we're in a car en route to BLOODY DENMARK EVERYBODY. THUMBS ARE EXTRAORDINARILY UP.
Feb. 28, 2024, 10:58 a.m. - dropped at a service station near the "1" road up north
Feb. 28, 2024, 9:14 a.m. - We have made it out of hellhole Dutch service station no.2 and are approaching one nearer the border - a trio of stinking Michelin men are slowly barrelling their way into Deustchland. The Denmark sign grows less obscene with every waking moment. These thumbs have survived much worse than this, i.e. we survived last night, and so they remain up (as do their owners for hour 28? perhaps?)
Feb. 28, 2024, 8:41 a.m. - We hate the Netherlands. The Netherlands love us! That's what we tell ourselves as we continue to stay stranded in this country of windmills. We have stopped at a Maccies where Ben has enjoyed a double quarter pounder, Luke has destroyed a big Mac and Ellie has had a simple mc muffin and hamburger duo. Germany awaits... (This is dire)
Feb. 28, 2024, 4:39 a.m. - successfully touched down in a petrol station with McDonald's. The warmth is unprecedented
Feb. 28, 2024, 3:55 a.m. - Just jumped in a lift en route to another service station with hopefully better luck
Feb. 28, 2024, 2:53 a.m. - Can confirm the addiction has seized every bodily system.
Feb. 27, 2024, 10:43 p.m. - We are addicted to this petrol station. Thumbs stay up tho.
Feb. 27, 2024, 7 p.m. - We've been doing knots (on the ferry) and crossing borders.
We are just under an hour away from the 5th country of the day... Germany!
Feb. 27, 2024, 6:22 p.m. - The team have decided to head to the other side of the city to a 24 hour service station. The night grind begins...
Feb. 27, 2024, 5:16 p.m. - After taking a leisurely plod through Antwerp, we have arrived in Utrecht! It's good to know that other countries are well aware of our shambolic prime minister turnover rate and very much laughing at it. Needing to get a serious graft on here as this place shuts at 9 - if worst comes to worst, the Golden Arches are looking over us once again. There is but one constant in hitchhiking.
Feb. 27, 2024, 2:52 p.m. - Confirmed: the Belgians are icons. A woman wearing the most sensational sparkly pink cardigan is whisking us off to Utrecht in the Netherlands👼🏼thumbs are so so up!
Feb. 27, 2024, 1:31 p.m. - These thumbs are officially in Belgium! A serious rizz mission was engaged to change our driver's route slightly, allowing for a better service station (we shall revisit this statement later on) and our success has landed us in a nice spot. If nothing else, we're certain the Belgians are gonna like us more than the English.
Feb. 27, 2024, 10:17 a.m. - elated to announce it is SIGNOFF TIME - au re bloody voir white cliffs, I can smell the baguettes🔥🔥(probs unrelated: there's a cafe on board)
Feb. 27, 2024, 7:16 a.m. - Thumbs have woken up - we're all awake and in the warm embrace of Kristina once more after a night of repeating catholic school-learned prayers. It's off to Dover for us now (thank you Brexit for slowing down what would've been a smooth ass crossing for our queen)
Feb. 26, 2024, 9:12 p.m. - We're in kushty little sleepy comas and have crafted some luxurious beds from Folkestone's upgrades in the past year (the south have discovered the phenomenon of the bench). Engaging worm mode to be ready for our bird in the morning - til then, thumbs are tucked up to sleep.
Feb. 26, 2024, 5:45 p.m. - My god have we been cooking. Starter: many hitch attempts outside Folkestone services petrol station. Main: have been promised a ferry lift to Belgium by mother Kristina bright and early tomorrow morning (side: names are on the booking). Dessert: safe in the knowledge we need to plead no more tonight, we're indoors with 4 cans each and a relatively firm promise to see the cashier again later. These thumbs? They know only one direction: up‼️(if the next message makes no sense, absolutely just assume we're doing a lil too well)
Feb. 26, 2024, 3:07 p.m. - Now at the service station!
Feb. 26, 2024, 2:52 p.m. - En route, finally, to Folkestone services. Thank the lord!
Feb. 26, 2024, 12:58 p.m. - Just arrived in Ashford thanks to the good doctor
Feb. 26, 2024, 12:14 p.m. - Thumbs up getting out of the busy Maidstone services and heading down the A20 to find somewhere new
Feb. 26, 2024, 10:29 a.m. - Dropped at Maidstone services. The hustle begins once again
Feb. 26, 2024, 9:11 a.m. - (Notably smellier) yellow t-shirts are on, and we are off! Mia's dad is very kindly taking us to a service station. It was a very difficult goodbye to the bed and shower - hopefully see you again some day our loves. But for now, thumbs are back on the road‼️
Vehicle: large dark grey ford
Feb. 26, 2024, 8:02 a.m. - AWAKE after a truly wonderful time spent chilling at Byng's, our time has come. We all enjoy showers before the day commences. Today we set off with energy and belief
Feb. 25, 2024, 11:44 p.m. - 5 hours later, we have touched down in the abode of our mate Mia, patron Saint of gaffs. We have wine, we have beer, and we have a superbly heated household. We are obscenely content and ready to recharge. Thumbs are tucked up. SLEEP
Feb. 25, 2024, 10:46 p.m. - In the same car, going strong. Almost at Essex luv
Feb. 25, 2024, 6:48 p.m. - Call us TOWIE because the only way is Essex. Thumbs up team have been aided in the best way possible by the help of a very friendly member of the British army. We go forth!
Feb. 25, 2024, 6:26 p.m. - We are in a random service station in Alnwick. The bad news is people don't seem to be giving us lifts but the good news is there's a maccies and a pub so we move!
Feb. 25, 2024, 4:45 p.m. - Following a serious graft on the side of an A road (i.e. we haven't spoken for an hour thanks to distance and wind) we have lift off to Alnwick! As predicted for a bunch of Scots, the English are taking to us significantly less. Nonetheless, we persevere: thumbs are shivering, but up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 3:24 p.m. - The fiat 500 managed to avoid breaking down long enough to get us here (said as an owner of one). We've stepped onto Berwick soil - seems like a great time here as we can already smell colours. Have also now officially seen the eight McWonders of the world. Thumbs remain firmly up🙏🏼
Feb. 25, 2024, 2:48 p.m. - Looking for a time travel machine to take us back to Kent University 5 years ago and give them a fat kiss on the mouth for their hitchhike challenge, prompting our new driver to keenly pick us up. New ends for these thumbs: Berwick.
Feb. 25, 2024, 1:51 p.m. - Transpires that putting a Porsche exhaust on a Toyota can get you all the way to Dunbar! We send our love to Dimi and Sav, and most especially to what sounded like their wheel trim scraping off of the ground. This McDonald's pitstop is about to hit like hangover scran.
Feb. 25, 2024, 12:25 p.m. - You wouldn't believe we keep getting in cars cos we are absolutely FLYING. Another car secured simply because the guy thinks it's hilarious vibes. He plans to press the accelerator to the floor but fear not: he has a miraculous medal and 'inshallah insurance'. Thumbs are up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 12:14 p.m. - 3 FaceTimes from baffled children, 2 previous missed flights in Copenhagen & 1 lucky bird shit later, we have parted ways with our St Andrews' saviours - it's service station season once again troops. Thumbs are up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 11:22 a.m. - CYA St Andy's - the beautiful trick of pressing traffic lights to give people time to read our signs has us en route to the Capital. These thumbs are ready for Edi (Edi we beg that you're ready for us) reg: HIB5
Feb. 25, 2024, 10:22 a.m. - Touchdown in StA. Pints at the Union it is. Thumbs are up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 10:01 a.m. - Lift 3!!!! St Andrews: we're coming home baby. *ST ANDREWS PEOPLE WITH CARS TAKE NOTE*
Feb. 25, 2024, 9:24 a.m. - have departed from Queen Sarah as she heads on her Sunday morning run. Pottering along Tayport just now - honestly we might make it to St Andrews in time for halls breakfast at this rate. You already know these thumbs are up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 9:18 a.m. - Lift number 2 acquired from the wonderful Sarah!! Taking us a few miles further to a better spot. Thumbs are so up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 8:33 a.m. - we have touchdown on the opposite end of Tay. Thumbs are up.
Feb. 25, 2024, 8:32 a.m. - FIRST LIFT HAS BEEN SECURED! The love of our lives, Desmond, is taking us to the other side of the Tay bridge to his personal prided hitchhike spot, before embarking on his walk back across the bridge. Thumbs are up.
