Are road trips even fun? It’s certainly a nice thought, tearing down a sunlit road with your mates, chugging brews in the back and tunes on the CD player. But I can’t think of any I’ve been on that aren’t outright misery, crammed in the back on a family jaunt across the country, parents arguing over a map while the sausage rolls start stinking up the cab. Still, could be worse. Unlike Overland‘s unfortunate nomads, I don’t recall ever fending off wild dogs with a 2×4 every time we stopped for petrol.
But Finji are finally ready to make the trip. Fill ‘er up and pack your bags, Overland hits the road.