Oops - thats a tram.
Today is not going well. Carl's navigating can only be described as shit - we would have been better off rolling a dice. After two hours driving we are still about 15 minutes from the hotel and i actually had to lock my door at one point because Carl routed up through the getto.
It turns out that in poland very little notice is given to drivers about oncoming trams. Mcpete didn't notice the flashing lights or the little tram bell ringing as he rolled the car onto the tracks. We missed the tram by about 6 ft, and the driver seemed really pleased to see three brits in a big red 4x4 with 'this is sparta' written down the side pulling onto his tracks. The tram stopped and we legged it.
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