I think I’m going back to the old-fashioned way of travel. At least when I’m not in a tearing hurry.
We planned a trip to southwest England with the boys before they start work this summer, and had the choice of flying into London and renting a car, or taking our car over on the ferry. Cost was about the same, but we decided on the ferry mostly because the Prius is great on gas mileage and has plenty of leg room in the back.
It was wonderful! Got to the ferry dock in Rosslare at about 7:30 a.m., after spending Sunday night in Wexford town. Wait in line, drive the car on, and we had 45 minutes before we left. So we went up several decks, found the “sun deck” (it was sun/clouds and windy), then went down to the restaurant. Full breakfast next to a window looking aft, and very relaxing.
Tim and Blaik went up on deck to watch us leave, Bryan and I relaxed where it was warm and played rummy. Then we played a long game of Phase 10 while we watched the waves and our wake outside, and just enjoyed the time together. Closed the game early to go up as we came into Fishguard in Wales and had fun watching/feeling them maneuver the ferry into place.
It was so different than the rush to the airport, stand in line, sit tight for the trip, wait to get overhead carry-ons and get off, get through a crowded airport and wait for baggage, and then find your way out.
Instead we got to wander as we liked, have a great view, fresh air, comfortable places to sit and enjoy each other’s company, and no rush. I’m looking forward to the return trip as a transition between a busy 5 days and the get-back-to-real-life time at home.