The three of us have decided to spend our summer driving from London to Western Sahara taking part in the Poles of inconvenience rally. Now, we know what you're thinking. "Why on earth would anyone drive from London to Western Sahara?!" Trust us, we asked ourselves the same question. But then we thought, why not turn this crazy idea into a way to raise funds for a worthy cause?

With a car older than us all and an engine the size of a lawn mower we are embarking on a 12,000km journey. Let’s just say our car has seen better days. It's held together by duct tape, prayers, and sheer determination. We are on a mission to ensure our trusty steed survives the wild terrains, unmarked roads, and the inevitable encounters with unpredictable wildlife. What we lack in travel savvy we make up for with enthusiasm, obnoxious hand gestures and the ability to butcher any foreign language. 

With no mechanics skills and only two driving licenses the three of us mischievous explorers are armed with a suitcase full of witty comebacks and an arsenal of bribes to bounce across European and African borders.