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by dctoedt
888 days ago
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> Every trip for me was 45 mins of non-stop vomit, regardless of the weather. March 1976, I did the Calais-Dover hovercraft crossing on a night of bad weather in the Channel. I was fine and actually enjoyed the motion — until the hovercraft got to Dover and had to cross maybe 50 yards of beach to get to the terminal, and then I got queasy from the vibration off the sand. |
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