The Chunnel was really a non-event. I might even have wasted it. I was sleepy so I closed my eyes and may have napped. I remember watching the sun rise while going over 200kph. Then I closed my eyes. When I opened them again I was in a tunnel. Nothing to see here, so the eyes shut again. Now I’m seeing the English countryside. A fellow passenger summarized it nicely: “The houses are ugly. This must be Britain.”