by spamfree1232002 » 23 Apr 2011, 15:31
Answer:
So option 1 is travelling on packed roads on a hot bank holiday to a hotter city with air quality warnings, to sit in a queue to pay a small fortune to park the car, to wander through a desolate concrete jungle to jostle with 126,874 noisy, smelly people and their children, to look into shop windows at overpriced things I don't want and can't afford; and then queue to travel home again, pausing only to fill up the tank (which costs about the same medium-sized fortune as an overpriced near-tea-beverage and sickly bun-with-wasps in the shopping mall).
And option 2 is walk out of the back of my house into the New Forest, down the heath with all the butterflies - passing the highland cows and calves, watching the soaring buzzards and the swooping swallows, across the small stream and into the cool wooded enclosure of majestic trees and dappled light, perchance to see a deer, hear a woodpecker, watch the ants making their nests, see the new pony foals dozing, and to be sure to hear mostly birdsong, breathe fresh air, get plenty of gentle exercise (good for the AF) and return home to a cool elderflower cordial.
I suspect by now you might have worked out my own answer.
Question :
(prompted by thoughts of Bill Bryson's book "A Walk in the Woods")
In your opinion: who is the second best travel writer?