|There’s only so much singing one woman can do|
|Yeah, yeah, I know it’s pretty, but the best thing about it, after a while, is the fact that it has great public toilets.|
This is what I stick to on fairly short journeys. OR, for trips that I take early in the morning (say, for work) where I don’t have the brain capacity to do anything else but a spot of singing. I always go for something upbeat in the morning, because I need a bit of cheering up if I’ve been prised out of my warm bed and into my cold car.
I have a massive pile of audible titles in my library which, if you’ve read my post about my insomnia, you’ll know I simply cannot live without. Not only are audio books excellent for stopping me hoovering in the middle of the night, they’re also great for tuning into and whiling away the hours as the countryside passes by your window. The only thing I don’t advise is listening to Swedish crime fiction on narrow, winding, country roads on dark winter nights. Seriously: don’t do it. It’s terrifying.
|Don’t listen alone late at night. You have been warned.|
I would like to thank VisitScotland for being the catalyst for me learning Spanish. Gracias, a todos! No, seriously, if it wasn’t for all those endless journeys around North Uist or Kelso, English would still be my first and only language (that doesn’t include the bastardised version of Klingon I speak after I’ve had too many glasses of wine…) It is a great way to ensure that your travel time isn’t wasted and you, dare I say it, improve yourself? I hate myself a little bit for even writing that. However, that doesn’t make it any less true.
|Te quiero, Espana….|
The previous suggestions were all things I did on my own, but this one really requires you to have a travel buddy. A car companion, if you will. Basically, you can choose any topic (my favourites are cities and football teams), and you go through the alphabet, picking a letter each, and see what you come up with. Or, if you’re me, to see who caves in first, swearing and getting annoyed because, FORGODSAKE THERE ARE NO CITIES BEGINNING WITH X!!! Or, at least none that I can pronounce. ARGH!
This can be seriously funny if you promise never, ever to go for ‘something beginning with G (grass) or R (road)’. If you’re going to play, you have to be inventive. My personal favourites are ‘I Spy with my little eye, something beginning with S. To which the answer is, obviously, ‘that Steel clad building we passed, like, ten minutes ago’. Nothing will annoy your travel buddy more. Do throw in some easier ones, though, or the next time you suggest a game you’ll be told, in no uncertain terms, that you should ‘go away’. Or, you know, words to that effect.
This is a game perfected by my nephews and it can cause riotous laughter in the car. It has also likely been the bain of my sister’s life from time to time, as she listens to her three sons yelling at each other from the comfort of their seats as she desperately tries to navigate through the hell that is Tesco car park.
This is purely a last resort, you understand. I jest, of course, as you might be a chatty type who loves nothing more than talking for hours on end. Me? I’m all out of chat after about 10 minutes. And that’s on a good day. Otherwise, I need something else to save my sanity that doesn’t involve continually checking my phone and sending snapchat messages of The Travel Bug to my poor friends and family. Honestly I do it, like, every five minutes. I’m not popular anymore.