The horror of travelling

Is there a place in the world you never want to visit? Where, and why not?

Well, yes there is. There’s so many places I don’t want to go.
I’m not a traveller, never have been. The furthest I’ve ever been was Luxembourg. It was horrible. Not the country, the country was beautiful and I’d love to go back, but the mare thought of travelling with other people beside Jay is making me nauseous.
Planes scare me. Busy motorways scare me. People in general scare me. I love trains, but the toilets scare me. I’d rather be at home, or a place where I can go back home any time I want.

This means all places where I can’t drive to are out of the question. All places that would take more than a few hours to drive to are out of the window.
Just leave me at home. Or a place close to home.

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4 Replies to “The horror of travelling”

  1. There are so many of these to read and I am trying to read them all. I wanted to ‘like’ your post but couldn’t find the button! So I am telling you instead.

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