I thought it couldn’t get any worse than yesterday.
Our first toll of the day was €4.10. Take a ticket; drive until a toll booth appears; pay for the kilometers traveled.
Of the dozen or so booths, some had a red X over them and some were for the prepaid Telepass. Others only take a carte – never a good option as you can’t be sure what your credit card will be charged and receipts are unpredictable. That leaves cash only, denoted by a picture of coins and notes – 12 lanes of traffic – quick make a choice!
“Look for an arm,” I pleaded with himself, meaning I wouldn’t have to deal with the automated toll horror. I pushed a €5 note towards a human and received my change.
I felt pleased with myself, but we’d only been on the road 15 minutes.
Several miles later we drove to a barrier to pick up the next ticket. Except the barrier was up and there was no ticket. I pressed a red button. Still no ticket. I pressed the assistance button but was secretly pleased no one answered. No parlo italiano was all I could say. What good would that do?
Traffic was piling up behind us so himself pulled off the road the other side of the barrier and stopped.
“We have to have a ticket,” I said unhelpfully.
Himself stared stoically ahead.
“If we don’t have a ticket we’ll be charged the maximum amount.” My hand twitched towards the door handle. The next booth over was dispensing tickets and I contemplated sprinting across two lanes of traffic and assaulting that machine.
Trucks flew out from a blind bend and barreled through the booth we’d just come through. I thought better of offering up my life for a toll ticket. “One of us has to go and get a ticket,” I said, meaning not me. Both lanes had a solid stream of traffic.
Himself was looking over his shoulder by now. His hand moved towards the gear stick. He put the car into reverse and began backing up.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“Stop yelling at me!”
“I’M NOT YELLING AT YOU!” I yelled at him.
I dared look behind only once to see that the lane was clear before himself began a tenuous reverse chicane maneuver around some superfluous barriers on the wrong side of the lane.
He rounded the first barrier and snugged up between the two for a moment’s shelter from the fear of the trucks appearing and ramming us. He began to reverse around the second barrier and I remember thinking, pathetically, I hope he doesn’t take my wing mirror off by driving too close to the barrier. I mean, really, a) I know he’s a better driver than that, and b) with our lives at risk, who cares?
Miraculously, he reversed far enough to go through the booth spitting out tickets and I grabbed one and slunk down in my seat.
I’m not an alcoholic. I’m really not. I don’t drink in the mornings. I rarely have a glass of wine at lunchtime. I don’t even have a drink every evening. But I’m having one tonight!
Oh I’m enjoying this…
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I don’t think you are feeling my pain! 😕
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Oh mental note: take the train! We are thinking of heading that way and given our family’s track record, I think it’s best if we let someone else do the driving. Or we’ll all be drinking every day!
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It really depends on your destination, what you want to do when you get there, your command of the language and whether you’re worried about becoming alcohol dependant!
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Haha. No, but that’s true. I think in our case we could pick a non-car set of options, though. It can be a bit of a caper driving in foreign places – you have to be up for it.
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Caper! That makes it sound like fun but I may take the train next time.
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Only one glass of wine?? Seriously?? That escapade deserved at least two!!
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Okay. So it was three.
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Lovely photo! I drove 990 miles each way in two days last week and the week before when I drove through Tacoma and Seattle on my way to and then from Lummi Island in the Puget Sound. I understand tired!
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Wow! On your own? That’s really something, Barb. And on the dreaded I5 as well? I feel tired just thinking about that.
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What a beautiful, relaxing scene to settle into after another harrowing adventure!
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Thanks LuAnn. Back in the UK now and traffic is worse than ever here! This island is too small for all these cats. Haha. Typo. Cars of course.
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I have a feeling moving over there is not agreeing with you!
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I guess you haven’t changed your mind about traveling with me have you Mona Lisa? Stay safe with Steve!
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Goodness gracious! My nerves are shot just reading. Presently looking for wine.
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Don’t drink it all! Save some for me. Sorry about your nerves. Are you okay now?
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All better now!
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Glad to hear it.:D
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Oh well… the fun of road trips, eh?!
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I guess you know all about that! You’ve traveled a lot haven’t you?
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Suggestion: program the GPS to take you on a route with no toll roads? 🙂
Stay safe!
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We went with the toll road option as we’re on a tight schedule. Nine days between weddings. It takes twice as long to drive through all the towns and villages. We’ve done that. It’s also more expensive as it means more hotels on the way. We also considered the flying and hiring a car in Italy option. Pros and cons every which way. NEXT time – we discussed this in the car today – no more than 100 miles a day! We did 360 miles today and will do the same tomorrow, over 1200 miles in 4 days. All his driving is making me tired!
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1,200 miles?? I didn’t think all of Europe was that big! Where are you headed?
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1260 miles (not including the English channel) door-to-door from Suffolk in England to Porto Sant’Elpidio in Italy (and of course now heading back). So . . . nearly twice that distance from the north of Scotland to the toe of Italy!
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Wow! Drive safe!
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He will. I’ll be busy arguing with the SatNav. 😉
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That could certainly put a damper on your fun — but, don’t let it !!! 🙂
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Still enjoying ourselves but running out of clean clothes! Good thing we’re on our way back to the UK. 😉
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Hahahaha— I like your attitude– keep on travelling until you run outta stuff you need ! 🙂
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Weather cooling as we go north. I may have one long-sleeved top left to see me across the channel!
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Have a safe trip, and stay warm !!!!! 🙂
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20 ° C in the UK. Not bad!
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I’m really glad you’re not an alcoholic…..but I am thinking by the end of this you might have to be! 🙂 Glad you made it out alive.
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We need to dry out and go on a strict diet when we get back to the UK. I feel sluggish and tubby. Oh so worth it though! 😀
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Must just tell you – himself just looked at his phone. It’s 5:30pm and it says he’s done 7 steps! So dry out, diet and exercise!
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I know traveling is an adventure but some adventures are more adventurous than others. Good thing there are lots of wine regions in Europe, it looks like you’re going to need it.
Ruth from At Home on the Road
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New plan! Visit all the wine regions. I could start with France. Oh wait. I already have! We stayed in the Languedoc-Roussillon region last year – one of the biggest wine producing regions in the world. We didn’t drink it all! I wonder where we should try next. Any suggestions?
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Germany is supposed to have good wine. I remember seeing all the vineyards on the hills along the Rhine when we went on a cruise many, many moons ago.
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We drove past hundreds of little vineyards in Italy yesterday. I don’t think we have enough years left to try them all but if we start now . . . .
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funny stuff
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Thanks Annette! If everything went according to plan I would have nothing to write about. 😀
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I think you should have taken the train! Next time perhaps – if there ever IS a next time.
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There will be a next time. I fancy Eurostar. How much trouble could I get into on that?
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Sorry, laughing here. With and at you. Been there. Had the same reactions. Drank heavily that night. 🙂
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Very funny Eric! I’m surprised at you! Unfortunately we have a very long drive tomorrow so have been moderate with the wine tonight.Which is a shame. 😦
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This is why we have booked trains for our entire trip. We hope to stay alive and married. 🙂
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The trains look wonderful. We saw a few flash by. I wanted to be on one! 😉
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That picture certainly tells us you recovered from all the trauma.
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So far! Tomorrow is another day! On the road.
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Backing up into moving traffic?! I’m so impressed with you and your hubby. Gilles & I would be divorced by now … assuming one of us was still alive 🙂
Lovely picture. Can I assume that was after some liquid mood modifier? 😉
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Toujours le vin!
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Ah, you survived another adventure. Looks like beautiful country.
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Love it here. Hate the roads!
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The Toll Terror was worth it with the BEAUTIFUL capture of you and Lake Geneva 😉
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Worth it for you maybe. lol You weren’t there! Yeah, it was really. That whole toll thing happened in less than five minutes. There were other small traumas during the day but all’s well that ends well!
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