The Anonymous Widower

The Coeliac Travel Problem

It was a two and a half hour journey of 155 miles home.  But at least I had the top down on the Lotus, which is a great way to drive under the stars.  Sadly, I didn’t see any meteorites.

I hadn’t eaten since lunch before I left and except for a fruit bar, I didn’t eat anything on the way back.  I generally don’t stop in motorway service stations, as it means putting up and taking down the hood.  Not that this is a problem, as it is much quicker, than those fancy electric ones you now get on convertibles, but I am just lazy.

But all of the garages on the A14 had shut their shops, so I got home hungry.

So I went to bed after a small whisky and a bag of crisps.

I should have planned better, but it is a real problem to find sensible gluten-free food to eat on the go.  Especially as my fridge that plugs into the car has turned itself into just an insulated box!

August 12, 2009 - Posted by | Food, Transport/Travel | , ,

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