Growing up I suffered from motion sickness. If I travelled in a bus, train or car for more than a few miles I would feel nauseous and would most likely vomit. My elder sister will most happily sit me in the front seat of a car to this day and she will sit in the back seat.
My first car was a late 70s Mazda 321 that I bought in Port Moresby because there was no public transport. To my relief I found that if I was driving I didn't suffer from motion sickness. However I am not a great car lover due to my early childhood. I'm enjoying walking and catching the new light rail at the moment.
Cheers,
It's a strange thing, that motion sickness. Just after WW2 we went to India for the first time. It was quite a long journey, even through Suez, and for the early part of the trip I suffered from seasickness, which I guess is the same effect. However after that initial experience, I never again felt it, neither on the three later UK - India trips nor on lots of later yacht travel with friends. In fact, had I been born rich, I think I would have fulfilled my mid-life crisis dream of selling up and living on a yacht. I'd have followed that idea right until my first heart attack if I'd managed to have a big lottery win; today, both health and the futility of owning something an older guy can't fully exploit anymore would preclude such a purchase, regardless of sudden wealth coming my way.
It would always have been a power vessel, never sail: I just don't understand the desire to fight nature to go in zig-zags all the way to wherever it is that you want to go. Yes, long power boat voyages without refuelling are out unless you own something the size of a holiday resort with engines, but I wouldn't want to leave the Med at all, and the best places are all along its European coast and around its islands, but again, only as far as I know. Today, unlike the days of old when "there be dragons!" was drawn upon maps, we have terrorists instead, even if political correctness prohibits advertising their whereabouts on charts.
Rob C