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From London to Dover

Under a rain as God sends "a road accident involving five cars. It could not be otherwise in a day so unlucky for definition . But the bus that takes us to the airport of Malpensa get through the wreckage of the car.

Handling the practices of acceptance, the number of bags loaded (taking advantage of the maximum permitted capacity), we are approaching the gate airline EasyJet . After a sudden rush back to retrieve forgotten his belt instead of a security check, we start in the middle of the track. Passengers may board in this manner, without shuttles, as the plane was parked a few steps from it. Spartan but efficient.

The Airbus 319 is brand new, clean and well maintained. If it were not for junk food on board that you pay a lot ', the company deserves praise. After an hour of quiet flight, the descent to the airport to London Gatwick, where we rented a car waiting.

It is not easy to drive on the left of the steering wheel to the "wrong", but it is fun as well as stimulating.

The directions are clear. The English press on the accelerator, but behave in a generally polite on the road. No horn, no one who improvised a Formula 1 driver, a few "big cars" around, almost nobody. The so-called SUV, "sports utility car" here are not taken. The Dutch-registered car is distinguished by a guide "Italian", but Kent is not the Wild West of our house. Frank insists on not wearing a seat belt rear will soon receive an exemplary lesson in English language and communication.

The highway is busy, moving, a bit 'boring. Or maybe it civil. Synonyms for us Italians. No motorways, no advertising, few precise information.

arrive at the hotel, the documents do not need, just credit card. That amount will be provisionally charged over the room. Gentili, civilians as well, but you certainly can not say that the English are fools.

The Ramada Dover appears to a motel to judge from the building to one floor and the groans of our neighbor's room. The staff is nice, but nothing more. Italy, I think, could accommodate three times as many tourists would take advantage if its "verve" and, especially, if it improves its services. The bed is comfortable, there's a fan for hot days. We are in August, but here there are at most 19 degrees. Throw a wind very tense.
At 16 there is time to make a trip to Canterbury.