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Quite uneventful drive home, as you’d like it to be. It helps to have tank capacity for 100 litres.

On the ferry a Skoda Roomster kid-container parked right next to me, a potential nightmare. And yes, the children thought they were big enough to handle the doors themselves, and the parents probably considered any other people than their children a nuisance. The father did help the son manage the door when they parked. They came back 45 min later, I was in my car. I think the father asked the mother to help with the door, but she couldn’t be bothered, why would she cramp the boy’s style? So she just got in the car, let the boy open his door, and bang, into my front fender. I got out with my camera, and told the father that was still outside the car to use his brain, he could have foreseen that happening, and this was going to be expensive. When I examined the damage, actually there was almost none. Luckily the door had hit the black grille on the fender, and that’s hard enough to not be impacted. I could of course have continued yelling and screaming anyway, but when he in a very soft voice asked his wife whether he should drive or whether she preferred to, I understood the dynamics of that family, and felt sorry for him. Wife and children had totally taken over his world, and he was their servant, trying to keep up with their demands. Shame. The husband has no life, the children grow up to be pains in the a.., and the wife wants a divorce soon, because she has no man anymore, just a servant. But I digress…