Writing to his brother, he says: I have now had a specimen of German travelling.

Thou wilt be sure I was very bold to set off quite alone except the driver, but it proved far easier than I had anticipated.

Instead of having a conveyance to seek when I got over to Harburg, there was a man on the steam-packet who offered to take me in his carriage, and the whole of my packages, to Pyrmont.
A great part of the country between Harburg and Hanover is very dreary and barren, much resembling Bentham Moor; but the road is much worse, being in many places not less than eighteen inches or two feet deep in sand.

When we came near Celle and Hanover, the country became quite different, being very fruitful, and the prospect charming.

Nearly all the way from Hanover to Pyrmont it is beautiful travelling, and the road mostly good.