Unternehmen - To Go On

I can’t wait to go on another trip. Travel is horrendously addictive, and while I enjoy my life in living the jewel of East Anglia, I just crave being away. The trouble is, the pound losing value by the penny load every day, making any trip abroad increasingly expensive as the weeks grind on. But while sterling is haemorrhaging value, travel within the UK should theoretically cost the same as it always has, or perhaps even less because more beds are left vacant as Crunch, the Credit Boogeyman scares everyone into fiscal tight fistedness. But where would I go? Good question. Thank you. Well, now that you ask, I find Northern Ireland strangely alluring. Visiting a place where just ten years ago people were getting shot and bombed all over the shop, church and pub sounds like an interesting trip. Plus they drink an awful lot over there if George Best is considered a reasonably average NI dweller. It’s one of those places, like so many I’ve been to lately, where people ask you why the hell you’d want to go there, which is quite a good reason in itself. Often the places most people have never thought of visiting are not publicised in the travel agents or advertised on TV, meaning the chances of being surrounded by idiots are substantially diminished. Plus it is in the UK, and people should see their own country before they have full licence to slag it off it to foreigners.