Team Hobo

01/08/2025

18/07/2025

05/07/2025

Home at last — after nearly 5000 kilometers of chaos, breakdowns, and unforgettable moments!

Huge thanks to everyone who made this run what it was.
See you all in Albania, 2026 — we’re not done yet!

04/07/2025

We’ve made it just east of Berlin, where we’ll crash for the night before the final stretch home tomorrow.

Looking forward to a warm shower and a real bed — both well overdue.
Cheers from the (slightly less dusty) crew!

04/07/2025

The journey home has begun — and we’re already back in Poland.

Cars are holding up (for now), snacks are disappearing fast, and spirits are surprisingly still high.
Let’s see how far we get before something starts smoking.

03/07/2025

We just crossed the finish line — 3rd Carbage Run complete!

Four questionable cars, five countries, one fried ignition coil, and zero aircon later… we actually made it.
Sunburned, rattled, and very ready for a cold drink.

What a ride.

03/07/2025

Quick detour to the Hill of Crosses — an absolutely wild and beautiful place.

Thousands of crosses, tons of history… and a brief moment of culture before the chaos continued.

03/07/2025

Good morning from Latvia!

Cars are almost packed for the final leg of the run.
Forecast says 35 degrees today — and in true Carbage fashion, we’re still rocking zero aircon.

One last sweaty push to the finish. Let’s cook.

02/07/2025

Dinner was served at 00:15 — gourmet tarteletter under siege by mosquitoes.

This morning, the Volvo decided it needed more attention and refused to start.
20 minutes of panic later, we found the issue: a wire got pinched during yesterday’s “maintenance.” Classic.

Now we’re back on the road, heading south to Latvia — hopefully with all cylinders and wires where they belong.

01/07/2025

We made it to Estonia!

All it took was a new ignition coil and a bit of blind optimism.
Now we’re at camp, cooking good old-fashioned Danish tarteletter — while getting eaten alive by the local mosquito population.

01/07/2025

And then there were 4.

The Volvo dropped a cylinder in Latvia, so we did the responsible thing — straight to the nearest mechanic.

Fingers crossed, wrenches out.