christmas eve, 1959. geoff and jules are at a low point when they meet in the salvation army hostel in calcutta. what to do? they could fly on to london and do some serious partying in the big city, or maybe travel across asia to europe along … along what exactly? they assume there are roads, at least mostly. but could you hitch-hike? or take buses and trains? nobody seemed to know. at the time there were no guide books, nobody had heard of the hippie trail – in fact nobody had heard of hippies - and it all seemed a bit chancy. but travellers could always get around. somehow.
they give it a go. encountering conmen and oddballs, dazzling generals, weirdos, a family of wrestlers and a city full of fundamentalist nutters, they freeze in the himalayas, upset the military-industrialists in darjeeling, wash away their sins in the ganges, get arrested in afghanistan, dodge the shah’s savak in teheran, get rid of lice in istanbul, party till they drop in macedonia, and fetch up in 1960’s london, making their base across the road from the sun in splendour pub in portobello road, where they finally get to some serious partying.
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