The picture below shows our general route. We. went. everywhere. We landed on September 3rd and drove straight to our first stop and did our last tourist activity on the 24th and drove to the airport on the 25th.
That is a lot of driving. My dad was an absolute champion and managed to keep us alive though narrow roads, motorways, and round-about after round-about. I have never said the word, "left" so many times.
Renting our own car and driving ourselves to practically all of our destinations gave us a lot of freedom to choose what we wanted to do and when we wanted to do them. This means that we got to see a ton of awesome stuff! However, it also means that some days we spent more time in the car than doing awesome stuff.
Because it was our first and possibly only trip to the UK, I am really glad we chose to do a big self-drive tour because we got to do such a wide variety of things. If I were to go again, now that I know the areas of both Scotland and England that I enjoy more, I would likely choose to stay in one or two locations and do day trips instead of moving every couple of days and doing long drives.
A big part of that conclusion is that driving in the UK was stressful. Very stressful. Driving on the left wasn't the hard part. The sheer amount of people on the road had has questioning who on earth was even taking public transportation. The roads are narrow, yes. In many places and on more established roads we found this wasn't a huge issue. But in several places the road is so narrow that if two cars are approaching each other from opposite directions one has to reverse to a place they can pull to the side and let the other car pass. Also, many of these narrow roads are hedged with stone walls on either side so it's not like you can pull over anywhere and let people pass. You really have to pay attention to where pull out areas are and watch around sharp corners for oncoming traffic because there is nowhere to swerve.
This is stressful enough for an American family who is used to lovely wide roads, but then there is the added factor of speed. The rate at which we saw cars fly down those tiny little roads towards on coming traffic was astounding. How they had time to stop and allow other cars to pass safely by is beyond me.
Another thing we had to get used to were street signs - or lack thereof. Many streets didn't have signs and it was only by the grace of God and Google Maps that we made it without getting horribly lost even once. Streets that do have signs either have them on the corner building or on short signs on the sidewalk. They are very aesthetically pleasing, super cute and fitting for the overall appearance of the streets & buildings. But they are very hard to see when driving.
Now to round-abouts. Before this trip I honestly thought that they were the coolest and most efficient traffic pattern ever. That was because I had only experienced them in American neighborhoods where the speed limit is slow and the round-abouts are one lane. There is a system to them in the UK, a good system that makes sense and likely aids in decreasing congestion. This site does a great job explaining how the system should work.
However, we found that more often than not the system was not in effect. One lane round-abouts were often turned into two very tiny lane ones by drivers who were not fans of waiting in line. The same goes for multiple lane round-abouts - several times drivers straddled the line and took up two lanes to avoid having to change multiple lanes to make their exit. It was chaos. Traffic, however, did move pretty steadily.
Parking. Parking was both awesome and insane. Because it is an old country with old roads, there is not an abundance of room for street parking. This has been altered by allowing parking anywhere there is not a double yellow line. You can park facing the wrong way on the other side of the street. You can park on the sidewalk. You can park in the teensiest place I never would have considered a parking spot if I hadn't seen those cars wedge themselves in - it is an entire nation of drivers with excellent depth perception. There were even some streets that had parking lines marked that required cars to park half on the sidewalk and half in the lane in order to fit within the lines. This meant that even though it was a two way street there was really only one lane of traffic so people had to yield to oncoming traffic by pulling tightly behind parked cars to allow other drivers to pass. Insane and awesome.
The motorways turned out to be the least stressful place to drive. Despite the speed, there were clearly marked lanes, no sharing the road with oncoming traffic, and no stone walls on either side of the road. One thing that threw us in these areas was that there is no rule regarding how close to another car you can change lanes. Here we would call it cutting people off, there it is just a normal lane change. Traffic changed lanes all the time with little notice or space. But if you stayed alert and cautious it was pretty chill.
We learned that A roads are pretty good, usually well established with marked lanes. B roads were more of a gamble. Both types of roads could change names several times over the course of their length, but their assigned A or B number stayed the same.
Overall, my recommendation depends on what you want out of your trip and if you have a confident driver in your group. My dad is an amazing driver. Truly. And he still struggled squeezing our little car through some areas. BUT his skills meant that we got to see all of Scotland and a huge chunk of England. If you are more interested in a certain area or do not have an awesome driver in your group, public transportation is a great option. The train we took from Trowbridge to Bath was easy to use and very time efficient.
The bus system everywhere we used it was less functional. There was a ton of construction and detoured routes that had not been well communicated. Even the locals that road some of the buses we were on as part of their daily commute had trouble! One man told us that he took that same bus every day and that they had moved the bus stop over night to accommodate construction and had not posted anything on their app or website so it was just by word of mouth that they found it. Crazy! The buses were fun to ride though. Watching from the front of the top deck was an education in both depth perception and right-of-way. At one point our bus squeezed in between two other buses that were each pulled over (one to the left, one to the right) on a two lane road. This left a very narrow section that was part of each lane down the middle and our bus passed through so close to the other buses that I absolutely could have stepped off of ours and on to the roofs of the other two with no trouble. Equally terrifying and amazing. Don't be afraid to ask questions, both of the people around you and the bus drivers themselves - in our experience people were very willing to help out and someone always knew the answer.
The only actual mishap we saw was on our drive from Fort William to Glasgow. We were behind a garbage truck and a tour bus coming the opposite direction took the corner too fast and too wide, The garbage truck had nowhere to go and their mirrors smacked together and the glass shattered. Both vehicles kept driving like nothing happened though which made us very curious how insurance claims work over there.
One tip I can give is to use Google Maps. Our car had a GPS built in and it was garbage. With a smart phone, you can download maps to use offline - I was able to get almost the entire country of Scotland in one map! This allows you to use Google Maps regardless if you have international data or Wi-Fi and it will save your bacon.
To sum up, driving in the UK is not for the faint of heart, nor the directionally or depth perception challenged (this is why I did not drive). It is awesome that you can cover a ton of ground in your own car. But if self-drive isn't your thing, traveling around the UK is still totally possible with public transportation and tour groups.
My next post will start to go over the actual things we did and places we saw. Stay tuned!
Thanks for reading.
Netti
The bus travel in narrow roads reminds me of China. In town everyone ignored the painted lines. The bus drivers were adept at squeezing into (and thankfully out of) spaces I would not have hazarded a sedan. One time there was a snarl of buses mixed with the usual auto and pedestrian daredevils--from overhead it prob looked like a clogged drain slowly, slowly untangling. Our bus and the one next to it were so close the drivers had to pull their mirrors in so they could pass. Each bus would slide forward an inch, the driver would check her mirrors and blind spots, and then inch forward again, maybe adjusting the steering wheel a micron or two. Then she would repeat the process, the same as every other driver around us was doing. It was both fascinating and terrifying. I swear that, when we finally cleared the congestion enough to speed up to four miles an hour, the entire load of both buses let out their breath. The drivers grinned at each other and, with a jaunty wave, went their separate ways.
ReplyDeleteSo stressful! Our first bus ride was a bit nerve wrecking but after that I just kind of figured that the drivers knew what they were doing and learned to sit back and enjoy the ride. I was so impressed with their skill!
DeleteSeveral times Jimmy's amazing driving skills got us through areas where I would have abandoned the car and called the rental company to come get it!
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