This article and accompanying Bertoon appeared in yesterday’s edition of The Malta Independent on Sunday.
Two is company, three is a virus waiting to happen
I opted for the coach-coach-plane travel itinerary for this particular homecoming trip. The incredibly hopeless state of connectivity from one of the two legal hubs of the European continent meant, once again, that the most convenient way getting to Malta involved eight and a half hours of travel by land and air.
Coaches and buses linking airports in the middle of nowhere to main cities are one of the spinoff effects of the so-called “low-cost flights”. If you go through a list of destinations of any “low-cost airline” you will probably come across the names of cities like Frankfurt, Barcelona or London. In actual fact your carefully weighed suitcase, hand luggage and person are delivered at an airport that is normally (at least) an hour’s drive away from the main city in question (see Hahn, Girona and Stansted) – hence the need for the coaches.
It’s a spin-off development with a spin-off price. “Cheap” prices advertised on “low-cost” sites are not obliged to mention the added euros that are required to fund the whole travel operation when getting from door-to-door. That is how I compare trips and costs. You basically have to take into consideration the total cost incurred from when you leave your doorstep at home to the moment you open your suitcase in the bedroom/hotel room at your chosen destination. Don’t be fooled… be informed. You can thank me later.
But I digress. I mentioned the coaches because they are not normally my preferred mode of transport – me being the gas-guzzling, unapologetic, private transport, forget-the-car pool type of person. This time, the economic crunch, an unwillingness to drive for three hours and other factors meant that I would be catching two coaches from Luxembourg to Hahn to Frankfurt. This meant travelling on two coach loads of potential carriers of the A(H1N1) virus.