I know this is not a motorhome travelling story as such, but it involves travelling on our road and it was a frightening experience for all of us, so I’m reblogging my son’s entry. All this pictures are taken from our road, not more than 10 metres from our house! Please read it.
There is something inside of all of us that has some sort of pressing addiction for danger. How many of you look out of your window when driving past the scene of a car accident to see what’s happening? Admittedly, we all get slightly intrigued when being an onlooker to any form of disaster, especially if we’re sat behind the safety of a Television set. This is particularly true for myself; I’ve always wanted to find myself joining in with the authorities during emergencies and disasters, thinking it would be cool and fun. Yesterday; that ambition was lived.
My Mum had tried to drop me at the train station as I was due to meet a friend in Worthing, however after encountering a huge traffic jam outside our house, we soon realized that our road was underwater. And this is an understatement. Cars were driving in the middle of the…
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