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2 years ago four of us travelled Route 66 (Chicago to LA)- a little under 3,000 miles and took 2 weeks, stopping each night at pre booked hotels/motels. An interesting journey but at no time did we encounter a roundabout-there are none in America it seems. At times it got a bit boring on the Interstates, and we tried to stick to the old 66 trail but not a lot of it is left.
gilly
roger
only just read your posting have copy of the licence which i am trying to post in my own inadequate way
john suttonAttachment 11872
I used to live on the Suffolk coast and, occasionally after an evening shift, I would pop into the local pub for a quick pint and chat before making my way home.
One of the local pig farmers would be there and, well oiled, would stagger out at closing time, cross the road, get into his car on farmland and drive home across private land.
The local Bill, quite rightly, decided to have a purge on drink driving. (as well as after hours drinking as this was a pub all on its own in the country).
They would regularly sit in their panda car near the pub to get the drunks and the late night opening stopped too.
One night the farmer crossed the road as usual, and as the police watched, climbed into his car, gave them a wave and drove off, honking his horn with the morse code "V" - di di di da repeated. :p We all cheered and clapped.
But the Police had the last laugh. Some days later they parked on an unmade up road called Sandy Lane. When the farmer crossed this gravel road as he went from one field to the other, they stopped him. He protested that he was on private farmland. But they pointed out that for a few yards he had actually been on a public highway and the law applied - and it did - and he lost his licence.