Couldn't agree with Emily M more. Couldn't disagree with Paul J more. The Eurotunnel is the absolute best way to cross the channel if you're taking the car. Years of travel sickness as a child mean I've never quite gained my sea legs, I've been on holiday by boat twice and upchucked both times over rocky waters, and to me, now that I've finally gained the ability to ENJOY as opposed to suffer/whinge/vom/cry through a long car journey, this is the most efficient, least disruptive way to get from England to France and back again.
If you've made a service station stop prior to driving your car onto the train, you won't even need to get out of your comfy vehicle. If like me that happens to mean sitting sideways as if the back seat's a sofa, with a Kindle perched on your knee, a cushion propping you up, a nice soft Spiderman blanket over you and all the crisps you can eat, then this is utter heaven. On the way back I did however need la toilette and found it to be no worse than your usual train washroom. A little cramped, a bit dingy but not horrendous by any means.
It's exactly like a giant train, and when I say train I mean nice new fangled train, not shaky shunty last updated in the 1960s train. The journey's smooth. I didn't even notice we were moving at first until I looked up from Game of Thrones. Unlike the ferry, there aren't restaurants you can visit, wines you can quaff and entertainment you can gaze bemusedly at, but seriously, have you ever done road trips before? *Bring Stuff!* The three of us set off with a veritable picnic, sandwiches and everything. I even had a nice hot peppermint tea thanks to hot water yoinked from the last Costa stop. It's on you guys, don't blame the railroad track.
It's a cheap crossing, and the merest slightest discomfort you *might* feel is occasional ear popping, which if you're a mature child or grown adult, you'll be able to solve using the nose-holding Scuba diving/snorkelling technique or otherwise seeing how long you can keep a boiled sweet or barley sugar on your tongue. If you're a baby, however, there may be no way to console you. But if you're a baby, what the heck are you doing reading my Yelp reviews? Get on with screaming the house down and eating everything in sight, you've no business here yet. read more