Writing on Day 2 of the Driving Adventure holiday. Auspicious start what with the car suffering a haemorrhage (thanks spell check) but once that was fixed and the T shirts ironed, we were on our way. Arriving at the Eurotunnel terminal 15 minutes after the boarding time despite breaking the speed of light on the motorway, we were clearly starting off on the back foot. By chance the crossing we were meant to take had been cancelled so we met up with the “team” and were given all the instructions/radio/paraphernalia.
Driving holidays are not without their own sort of stresses – weirdly two adults sitting in a car following a designated route very quickly fall out. That’s my experience and it’s only the morning of Day 2. The only soothing voice is the calm English lady speaking instructions from the satnav. I have decided muteness is the best way forward plus I am writing my blog so no need to try and offer advice and guidance… But I can tell you that we are running out of petrol and Husband does not seem to want to tell the lead car… But everyone now and again he keeps questioning the nice lady in the satnav about what she means…and when I try and explain, he says his questions are merely rhetorical. Hmmmm it’s going to be a fantastic day!
More later….
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