The Driving Life Across the Pond - A Life of Wot
#31
11-24-2006, 02:52 PM
I'm sorry man! Tea?! Tea? I'm missing something. British or not. That ain't right! No way! I don't know, I'm lost. I always knew the Brittish upper crust drank tea, but a trucker?! Hmm... I'll keep reading. Maybe there's an explanation as to this curious behaviour. But, hell, what do I know? 8) :lol:
#32
11-24-2006, 08:49 PM
whew! that was a close call buckaroo :shock: :wink:
 you know this is killing me not knowing if you made it to italy ok..........so hurry up and put up another episode! and kick billy's a** for me for leaving you behind. :? :roll:
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#33
11-24-2006, 11:42 PM
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Originally Posted by nrvsreck
I'm sorry man! Tea?! Tea? I'm missing something. British or not. That ain't right! No way! I don't know, I'm lost. I always knew the Brittish upper crust drank tea, but a trucker?! Hmm... I'll keep reading. Maybe there's an explanation as to this curious behaviour. But, hell, what do I know? 8) :lol:
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#34
11-25-2006, 12:54 AM
Yo Wot.......
I don't think we ever resolved the BREW WARS....! Just curious....Tea at Truck Stops....Well.......ya know here in the USA ...they don't charge for that horse piss. :lol: Alz I'm sayin'... :P once again the gauntlet is thrown...hehehe 
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11-25-2006, 01:03 AM
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After the encounter with the wide load, I decided that, as I was now on my own, the motorways would be a wise choice. National roads are signposted to the next village or small town, Motorways are signed to the next large city. Even an inexperienced driver such as I, could navigate city to city.
I joined the motorway just south of a place called Chaumont, and headed south towards Dijon and Lyon. The motorway was now called the A31, but I wasn,t taken by surprise as I had been planning my route to suit myself once I was alone. Driving in Europe can be oh so easy when you stick to motorways. From Dijon, direction Lyon, from Lyon, direction Torino; Believe me, they are that well signed! From Calais, you pick up signs for Reims, from Reims, Lyon is signed. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.... Bollocks the National roads I thought. Learn to walk and I,ll run later. Another lesson learned? Too bloody right! Stick to what you know, if you feel confident driving along a road you,ve never been on because. A) Its motorway and less chance of unforeseen events and B)You,re current geographical knowledge is sufficient that you,re at least heading in the right direction, Then do it! Deviating and criss crossing is for Pro,s.... Easy peasy routes for newbies. TBC
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#37
11-25-2006, 07:24 AM
:lol:
This is a "sticky situation" for Wot. He's a family guy, and a working stiff. Patients is where you seperate the Long Haulers..from the Locals. Would anyone like to see some snapshots?? Here is one of the CN Tower in Toronto.  Or...maybe clean your computer screen while you wait?? Just scroll up and down and side to side to get a good job.    
#38
11-25-2006, 07:46 AM
Thanks Hog :wink: That is a well built tower, that's the best tower you have shown us. Yep... I'd wash that tower... I meant screen Yep :wink: I think she needs a back rub, carrying all that weight around
#39
11-25-2006, 09:09 AM
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Driving through Lyon is like playing dodgems, they come at you at from all angles and, being in a right hand drive truck, getting out of the way presents its own problems.
Eventually clearing the city and picking up signs for Torino, my confidence was rising all the time. I was on the right track to reach my goal of Northern Italy and a town called Arzignano. What I did,nt know though, was that all trucks have to stop at a holding area and wait for permission to continue. This is to limit the number of heavy vehicles climbing the Alps and allow cars to progress freely. Well, you don,t know if you don,t know do you? And I did,nt...... On and on pushed Wot until I reached the place Billy said we would be parking for the night; A pleasant, picturesque, but unusually smelly little place called La Chambre. And thats where I saw Billy again. I was glad to see him and boast of how well I done on my own. "Awwww Billy man, you should have seen the way I came through Lyon, dodging and weaving like Marvin Hagler I was, My heart was pounding, but I did it" Billy listened to my days adventures, of how calm I had been, of how I and I alone had made my way here and even found the truck stop no problem. Boy, was I getting good. This Euro lark was a piece of piss I said. "Of course, you did remember to stop at Jct 24 and go to the holding area like I had told you about on the ferry?" Billy asked. OOOOOOOHHH Shite! What now? What can I do about that? I asked Billy. Nothing to do but turn around and go back. In the morning, I could go back and start over again four bloody junctions back. I was pissed off, and went to bed! Billy would see me about 8 A.M when I got back to La Chambre. Another lesson and one I hated. TBC[/i]
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