|A more sedate way to travel - traditional boats on the Loire River|
This week we're back on the road again - to Germany this time - and as it's a short trip we decided to fly and borrow a PA - Tom already has a set of congas in Munich (and in Canada and in Australia!).
I'd forgotten how busy (for that, read stressful) going by plane is - a silly early start, then hours of walking and queueing and checks and more checks. More time queueing to pick up our rental car and then straight out into motorway traffic in a left hand drive car. For the record, being a passenger on the right hand side freaks me out far more than driving on the left side .... good grief! As an aside I'm recovering from a summer cold which is determined to lodge in my chest - the antibiotic I'm taking is making me break out in a sweat; it's 26 degrees C and that's also making me perspire; but by far the top cause of glowing profusely is the huge truck pulling out right in front of me with what seems like inches to spare. So I'm burying my head in the computer writing this blog. (Note to self, don't look up suddenly when you see a truck looming and scream with fright and terrify the driver)
|Boarding in Harwich at sunset|
On the other side of things, going by ferry is much calmer, and driving your own car is much more familiar. When you load up at home, providing you've forgotten nothing, that's you until you get to your destination. No tramping around in queues. There's time to look around you and perhaps have a leisurely meal on board the ferry if it's a short crossing and time for a lot more relaxation if it's a long one. You can take time while waiting to board to knit or read or grab a quick nap or catch up on emails. By the time we reached Munich yesterday I reckoned we could have been waiting to board our second crossing if we decided to do a land bridge (Ireland-Scotland/England-Holland). We're now driving up to Berlin for our first gig, loaded to the gills, so that would be no different than going from Rotterdam to Berlin, time wise, if we'd come by ferry.
|On the Carlingford Ferry|
How about you? What way do you prefer to move between countries? Are you lucky enough to live on a large landmass and have the possibility to go by train or car? Do you find it hard to drive on 'the other side of the road'? I'd love to hear.