When I arrived at Athens airport last week the EU and non EU lines were of almost equal length and took almost equal time to clear. So much for Brexit induced travel chaos. But predictably, my pal J, known as the Euroloon, and his fragrant Mrs. who are joining me for this year’s olive harvest, got stuck in a long line yesterday and angry texts about Brexit soon ensued. So they were snagged at Athens airport for an hour and happily blamed me and Nigel Farage personally.
They then set off to drive down to the Greek Hovel, a journey which these days is largely by Motorway and should take around three hours. But they did not arrive as planned. A series of calls established that the Motorway was blocked and they were being diverted along rough tracks in the snow covered mountains of the central Peloponnese. Oh sweet irony…
The Motorway is blocked by tractors left by farmers who like farmers across Europe are protesting against policies imposed by the EU notably a really terrible trade deal with South America imposed by the unelected Commission. Oh sweet irony, the real travel delay suffered by the Euroloon was caused by folks rising up in anger against the tyranny of his beloved EU and the economic impoverishment it causes.