On the flip side, the best ride I got when hitching, was coming back from Cornwall one summer, and a white van pulled up.
I went to the driver and told him I was heading up Bristol way.

"That's cool," he said, "Jump in the back"

I opened up the back of the van, to be greeted by about 5 people - all different hitchers. "Yay!" they cried, "Welcome in!"

I was handed a joint, a plastic mug of cider, and asked who I was, where I was going.

The driver was doing St Ives to Birmingham, and simply picking up every hitcher he saw. He called out the junctions as he reached them, and when your stop came up, you simply said so. He dropped me off pretty well outside my front door.

Brilliant stuff.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 27 Apr 2010, 9:24, 5 replies)

Nice
Some massive karma in the bank for that chap.
(oneinthepink is at your cervix m'lady, Tue 27 Apr 2010, 12:20, closed)

I was driving my van back from Exeter to Stevenage once, and I picked a lad up at Taunton Services who was going to...

Stevenage.

He was quite pleased.
(WillI'mNot logs in twice a year, every year, Tue 27 Apr 2010, 12:53, closed)

I pick up carefully-selected hitchers
and once took a chance on a rough-looking chap, who turned out to be on his way to the next city to surrender to bail.

Dropped him off near the cop shop in good time, to his huge relief. Didn't ask him about his alleged offence, but as he was a perfect gentleman and good company it must've been a fit-up. Hah.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 27 Apr 2010, 14:19, closed)

Except for the ones that kill you,
most people who give you a ride are very nice.
(barrycounty, Tue 27 Apr 2010, 19:55, closed)

Excellent :-)
Hitch hiking party!
( LemonEntryMyDearWatson This time, Moriarty, the hand is on the other foot, Tue 27 Apr 2010, 21:40, closed)