No, we’re not in a canoe at the moment - in fact we’re on a ferry, churning across the Irish sea towards Holyhead. Having passed the three hours on the way over attempting to sleep (as it was the middle of the night), I was very glad to find that a) they had wi-fi and b) my laptop was charged.
The other thing that’s churning at the moment is my stomach, largely due to the large quantities of free coffee I’ve been drinking in the Stena Plus lounge. My wife’s stomach however isn’t , largely due to having most of her insides squished against her diaphragm due to a small tiny baby-type thing in her.
Taking the ferry has been an interesting experience - it’s nice to travel without being crammed into a tiny seat, or having to hang around grimy airports. Instead we can stay in the comfort of the car and go straight onto the ferry where we can walk around, eat, drink and be sick at leisure. Well, not the last bit - it’s been very calm today. Once we’ve got a small child tagging along with us, Ryanair will have to do a lot of convincing to make us travel with them again, at least for longer visits. And while I enjoy flying, I don’t enjoy being cramped up in tiny airline seats, or sitting in airports, or dealing with security checks, etc etc…
We’ve got about an hour to go before we get back to the UK (well, Wales at any rate), and then a two hour drive to see relatives in Liverpool, followed by another three hours or so home.
It’s going to be a long day…
Tagged baby, travel
