
Epic tales of the thumb, the open road and getting robbed by hairy-arsed truck drivers. Alternatively, travelling for free like a dreadful fare-jumping cheat. Confess.
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( , Thu 21 Aug 2014, 13:34)
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That was fine. Turns out he lived near my parents and I was visiting them afterwards. So, he got a lift to the door - obviously had to wait in a pub until my meeting finished but worse things can happen.
( , Thu 21 Aug 2014, 18:54, Reply)
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