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Motorways, what a waste of time, money and petrol, they are supposed to be a faster way to get from A to B but in my experience their not. First of all the roads themselves are worse than ordinary roads in any village, town or city anywhere in the world, they are full of potholes and it's not a very comfortable way to get to your destination, you spend more time trying to avoid the holes in the road than you do driving. Then because you are tired of avoiding the holes you pull over at a service station for a cup of coffee and maybe something to eat and of course it relieves the boredom of driving, you order whatever you want eat and drink then you ask for the bill, wow, looking at it you find yourself amazed at how much it is, it's as though they can charge you what ever they want, disgraceful and to make matters worse there are service stations everywhere and they're all the same, overpriced and you even have to pay to use the toilet. That's a shock so it's back on the road again but not driving fast as that's the purpose of these roads because there are road works everywhere so you have to slow down so therefore you use more petrol as you probably get stuck behind a lorry so you end up changing gears all the time but at last the road works finish and back up to speed until the next set of road works and again you have to slow down, then as your reaching your destination you see that you're running low on petrol so into the service station again but thankfully at least the price of petrol is the same as every where else and quickly into the car to avoid paying for a cup of coffee. Then as you reach the end of your journey traffic jams, again you slow down until you get to the toll booth where it's hands in your pocket to pay for the so called privalage of using the road what a complete waste of time that journey was, then because your in the city there's cars everywhere and idiots driving them, not using their indicators when changing lanes, people on their mobile phones which is against the law but no one seems to worried about it, no wonder there are so many accidents. Now I know that next time I have to go on a trip I'll use the old roads where it won't cost so much to get to where I'm going and my advice to all drivers is to do the same thing, at least it won't cost as much, maybe it will take longer but at least you don't have the boredom of using the motorways and there's also something to look at so your journey is more interesting and not as expensive and of course not so much damage to your car. Well that's all I have to say on yesterday's business trip I'm sorry that I had to go and especially use the motorways. 

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