We woke to snow. Then, we had to fight off the Japanese for breakfast. It has become obvious
to us that there are many advantages to tours but today’s was a disappointment.
There was no guide. We rode in silence looking at a map. The cliffs were interesting
but not spectacular. Stonehenge was torture with snow underfoot. We stopped for lunch
in a recommended restaurant, which was fair though listed as deluxe. The high point of the trip
was that the tour bus had trouble. All the men got off and pushed, but the bus could not stop
to let them back on. They had to take flying leaps at the moving door. This vacation was not
our best. But some days made up for some of the others.
—lines from a travel journal, 1978