I find illustrations very inspiring and I thought you might like this one by the illustrator of Jane Austen's books, Hugh Thomson. Travelling in Regency England was just as hazardous as it is today. Apart from the possibilities of carriages overturning, if you were to travel for any distance you had to consider where you might stay on route. Not all coaching inns had the same level of comfort; bad food and uncomfortable beds, perhaps riddled with lice, were some of the hazards you might have to encounter. Sharing a carriage could be equally troublesome for a lot of people, especially if they did not enjoy the close proximity of their fellow travellers. I love this poem by Swift. Roused from sound sleep-thrice called-at length I rise, Yawning, stretch out my arm, half close my eyes, By steps and lanthorn enter the machine, And take my place-how cordially-between Two aged matrons of excessive bulk, To mend the matter, too, of meaner folk; While in like mood, jammed in on t'othe...