The Start of the Holiday

I don’t take road trips for one simple reason. Being in a car is never an enjoyable part of the holiday particularly given the extreme congestion and increasingly aggressive behaviour of other road users. However, it’s not just cars. My family will treat travel to a destination as part of the holiday, whether that be by train or plane. For me, it’s a necessary evil. The holiday never starts until I get to the destination, and not fully until I get to where I am staying. I dislike travelling to and from a destination because I see it as completely wasted time.

Airport terminals, quite apart from the concerning double meaning (!) are awful places. People are generally eating and drinking to stave off boredom, the shops are over priced and lacking in quality for the most part. I just look to get through the process because it’s never enjoyable for me.

So, you can keep car drives, plane flights or train rides. If I could invent one thing it would be a teleporter that would get me to my destination immediately so I could avoid the tiring and tiresome process of travelling to somewhere I would like to go.