Le stazioni scorrono l'una dopo l'altra....paesi di cui non conosco l'esistenza all'apparenza tutti uguali....tanto verde e tante casette tutte della stessa altezza...penso: ecco le tipiche case inglesi strette ed alte...con la moquette...però, che carine....ma che monotonia....
Il treno si ferma finalmente nella stazione di Coventry, è da poco passata l'ora di pranzo, ma la stazione è piena di gente, soprattutto ragazzi che corrono, ridono e che sembrano molto molto indaffarati...la prima impressione non è del tutto negativa, mi dico, datti tempo, le stazioni di solito non sono luoghi molto accoglienti, la città lo sarà sicuramente di più...
Chiamo il mio collega, che stavolta si comporta da cavaliere (ma molto probabilmente perchè è sabato pomeriggio e no ha altro da fare) e mi accompagna in albergo, lo stesso che sta occupando lui da una settimana e che sarà la mia casa per un pò....
In macchina....eh sì...in macchina...scopro la scomodità di portare una macchina con la guida "europea" in Inghilterra...La visuale è completamente impedita, le macchine sfrecciano nella direzione opposta...tutto è al contrario....ma il mio accompagnatore continua a decantare quanto sia stato utile arrivare lì in macchina, come si trovi bene e quanto sia contento di poter girare con un mezzo e non a piedi....alla prima rotonda però...non vediamo nulla....si lancia nella rotatoria con un eco di clacson e di gente che ci lancia occhiatacce....momento di silenzio...penso: mai più in macchina con lui....
L'albergo è in mezzo al nulla...ma vicinissimo all'azienda presso la quale lavorerò...è molto spartano, ma pulito...è della catena IBIS...perciò non posso aspettarmi un 5 stelle...ma mi accontento...poso le valigie e finalmente rimango un pò da sola a sistemare le mie cose...lascio il mio collega con la promessa di fare cena insieme in albergo....che felicità!!!!....
AT THE END COVENTRY
The stations run one after the other ... countries .... I don't know the existence of which apparently all the same .... so green and so many houses all the same height ... I think here is the typical English houses narrow and high ... the carpet ... but, .... that pretty monotonous ....
The train finally stopped at the station in Coventry, is just past lunchtime, but the station is full of people, especially kids running, laughing and seem very very busy ... the first impression is not entirely worse, I say, give yourself time, stations are usually not very welcoming places, the city it will probably be many more ...
I called my colleague, that this time he comes and helps me (but probably because it's Saturday afternoon and has no more to do) and accompanies me to the hotel, the same that is occupying him for a week and that will be my home for a while ....
In the car .... and yes ... in the car ... I find the hassle of bringing a car with the "European" drive in England ... The view is completely obstructed, the cars whizzing around in the opposite direction ... on the contrary .... but my companion continued to tout what it was useful to get there by car, as we see how well and happy to run with a means and not walk away .... the first round though. .. we do not see anything .... he launches into a roundabout with echoes of honking and people that sets us dirty looks .... I think ... moment of silence: never in the car with him ....
The hotel is in the middle of nowhere ... but close to the place where I will work with the source which is very basic, but clean ... IBIS is a Known Hotel ... so I can not expect a 5 star but ... I'm happy ... and finally I put the bags remain some of this yourself to arrange my things ... I let my colleague with the promise of making dinner together at the hotel ....
Ohohoh, I'm so happy!! ....
AT THE END COVENTRY
The stations run one after the other ... countries .... I don't know the existence of which apparently all the same .... so green and so many houses all the same height ... I think here is the typical English houses narrow and high ... the carpet ... but, .... that pretty monotonous ....
The train finally stopped at the station in Coventry, is just past lunchtime, but the station is full of people, especially kids running, laughing and seem very very busy ... the first impression is not entirely worse, I say, give yourself time, stations are usually not very welcoming places, the city it will probably be many more ...
I called my colleague, that this time he comes and helps me (but probably because it's Saturday afternoon and has no more to do) and accompanies me to the hotel, the same that is occupying him for a week and that will be my home for a while ....
In the car .... and yes ... in the car ... I find the hassle of bringing a car with the "European" drive in England ... The view is completely obstructed, the cars whizzing around in the opposite direction ... on the contrary .... but my companion continued to tout what it was useful to get there by car, as we see how well and happy to run with a means and not walk away .... the first round though. .. we do not see anything .... he launches into a roundabout with echoes of honking and people that sets us dirty looks .... I think ... moment of silence: never in the car with him ....
The hotel is in the middle of nowhere ... but close to the place where I will work with the source which is very basic, but clean ... IBIS is a Known Hotel ... so I can not expect a 5 star but ... I'm happy ... and finally I put the bags remain some of this yourself to arrange my things ... I let my colleague with the promise of making dinner together at the hotel ....
Ohohoh, I'm so happy!! ....
mari, dovresti lasciarlo per strada se non sa guidare.... come una scena già vista ;-) un abbraccio da ginevra
RispondiElimina....Eh, sì!!!!
EliminaChe bei ricordi...a parte che l'avrei ammazzato!!!!
:-)
Baci da Leamington...vi aspetto!!!!