Peter Mugridge
Veteran Member
I think you win the thread!!By minefield Saudi-Kuwait

Out of curiosity... which regiment?
I think you win the thread!!By minefield Saudi-Kuwait
32 Heavy Regt RAI think you win the thread!!
Out of curiosity... which regiment?
Thank you.32 Heavy Regt RA
I’ve pretty much doubled my count in the past three months, crossing two “proper” land borders which was Singapore to Malaysia (outbound by bus and return by train) and a slightly controversial one but I went on a guided tour in mid June to the unrecognised country of Transnistria, or Pridnestrovie as the locals call it, crossing from, and back to, Moldova.I don't get to do this very often, so it's always very exciting. Have done these all both ways unless specified.
"Proper" land borders I have crossed:
Spain into Gibraltar by coach (plane was diverted to Malaga so only done this in one direction).
Brazil into Argentina by foot (had a driver drop me off and pick me up on either side).
Brazil into Paraguay by foot.
Other border crossings with no border control:
UK into Republic of Ireland by train (in this direction only).
Denmark into Sweden by train.
France to Belgium by car as a passenger
France to Monaco by train.
Switzerland to Liechtenstein by bus.
Luxembourg to Germany by foot, returning by train.
Going off the topic of crossing international borders; and likely, showing self as being aged "seventy-five going on seven" -- but, on matters of peeing between different / opposed areas: am reminded of a passage in Brian Fawcett's Railways of the Andes, concerning an occurrence some time in the very early 20th century. This involved the Galera Tunnel on the Central Railway of Peru: that tunnel marking the line's summit on South America's Continental Divide, 15,694 feet above sea level -- water therefrom, draining downhill in opposite directions. On the occasion of US warships paying a visit (friendly) to Peru: a special train was organised to take Admiral Evans and his flag officers up into the Andes, to show them some spectacular scenes thereof. Pleading a bout of altitude sickness, the Admiral persuaded the train crew to stop right outside the Galera Tunnel; whereupon he descended from the "luxurious private car" onto the trackside, and walked into the tunnel. As the book tells it, "In a minute or two he reappeared, looking rather pleased with himself as he adjusted his fly buttons, and remarking to the line's accompanying General Manager [who was feeling a little anxious re the Admiral's 'health and safety']: 'That's dandy ! I've always wanted to pump ship into the Atlantic and Pacific at the same time. Now I can say I've done it. Let's go ! ... ' ".Paid couple of roubles to use the netty, and decided not to bother once saw the cockroaches, so peed through a fence, which turned out to be first time I peed from country into another and a remarkably unwise thing to do when nearest consular assistance was probably 1000 km away.