We have officially landed in Bristol! It was an easy one hour flight.

We follow all the masses down to passport control. There were so many people all merging into a tiny line. Somehow the line moved quickly which I am grateful for.

Guess it’s time for me to convince myself I can do this one hour or so drive to Cardiff. Better google what side they drive on so I don’t look totally stupid.

Maddie and I head off in search of rental cars but first I’d better get a snack. It’s been about 90 mins since my last snack.

We made a slight wrong turn looking for the rental cars and ended up in the Uber pick up area. Turned back and found the bus that would take us to the rental car area which ended up being pretty far off site.

The drive to the rental cars was a pretty one!

We arrive at the car rental counter and the very nice lady who said lovely at least ten times said that I had rented a manual and was I ok with that. Maddie immediately had a look of fear on her face and said you don’t know how to drive that do you? I said yes, I can drive a manual. She said “a stick shift!?! I have never seen you drive a stick shift!” I said don’t you remember when dad lost his sh!t in Norway because he stalled the car and he hit the steering wheel and I ended up driving the rest of the way? Somehow she doesn’t remember any of that last part….so weird.

After convincing Maddie, the rental agent and mostly myself that I could indeed do this we headed off to find the car. As we were crossing the street a man who was driving who I assume to be his wife was coming out of the lot. He jumped a curb and scraped the underneath of his car which gave me confidence that I would in fact not be the worst driver there. Thanks dude. Needed that.