As you may/may not know I recently got back from the yearly pilgrammage that is Wacken. There were very few bands I really wanted to see, compared to Hellfest, so much of it was socialising and partying rather than watching tonnes of bands. We left on Monday (28th July) around 9pm to pick Tom and Sophia up. I had a little strop due to the ridiculous amount of packing they did (and always have done). Srsly guys - fail.
Anyways, we set off for Dover, and as we did, the entire Atlantic Ocean poured down on my car. Most of the journey was spent doing between 20mph-40mph due to the extremely low visibility, but we pressed on. We made it to the ferry for about 00:45am after a ridiculuously long detour due to some morons closing the main road into Dover ferry terminal - srsly guys, FAIL.
After I had a disturbed sleep on the ferry, we set off still in darkness through France. As we headed into Belgium, the day began to show itself, and my tiredness kicked in again. Just before the German border, I flaked out and let Hannah drive for an hour or so, for her first time in Europe, woohoo! I took over before we reached the A1, and sped most of the way to Wacken at around 100-110mph aside from roadworks etc., and we arrived at the holy Wackenland about 2pm, after a couple of stops for food and beer (which were piled up on Tom and Soph in the back!)









