Britain may not have the length of road-trips that the states does, but they can still be long...
Travelling from Plymouth to Brighton, on the coach. We'd been staying at my GF's cousin's house, and the cousin was coming back with us to Brighton. That's about 10 hours on the coach.

We were the last three people on, and the coach was full. GF and cousin wanted to blether, so they took the two seats together; I was relegated to the single space a few rows away. Damn, have to sit next to a stranger.

Wait a minute: result! My new neighbour was a hot blond girl! I smirked at my GF, who made suitable obscene gestures and ribald comments, and settled down for what could be a pleasant journey.

Oh, how wrong I was. Hot Blond turned out to be Mad Bus Girl From Hell... she had the IQ of a concussed potato, the self-awareness of a stone mushroom, and the social skills of a rabid stoat. She spent the entire journey telling me in intimate and entirely unnecessary detail about her disastrous relationship with her chavvy ex. And I mean the entire journey; even when I put my earphones in and closed my eyes she continued relating the train-wreck that was her life. Dear god, that girl could talk.

Probably the longest 10 hours of my life.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 17:00, 9 replies)

plymouth to brighton
on the coach for 10 hours?
was it a stage coach and you live in the 18th century? aicmfp
(little lord muthafuckin fauntleroy, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 17:27, closed)

what can I tell you?
It made various stops. It was slow. I suffered.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 17:30, closed)

ever travelled by coach?
My god, the slowest mode of transport in the modern age.
(inflateable, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 23:30, closed)

yeah but no but yeah
216miles from plymouth to brighton, even allowing for lots of stops an average speed of 30mph is hardly likely.
Go fuck your mother before she packs dog shit so far up her cunt she cant see the light for the mustard
(little lord muthafuckin fauntleroy, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 2:08, closed)

I've taken that route by coach before.
9 hours. An easy ten on busy days.
Look it up on the national express website.

coach.nationalexpress.com/times-and-fares.aspx?searchId=bc29e946-37b4-4b2a-9eb6-b7157b1d36e4&outboundid=f9e2bacd7f6bc951dd85dd9c6c92355b
( 6821isnotmyPIN Bored cig., Tue 19 Jul 2011, 4:40, closed)

Ta
for looking it up. I could not be arsed yesterday.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:18, closed)

cunts
all af your mothers, bitches of cunts fucking national express, fucking travelling with the unwashed cunts of yer mas
(little lord muthafuckin fauntleroy, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 22:36, closed)

Should've given her a crafty shag,
just to shut/cheer her up. Teach your gf for choosing her cousin over you, too.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 20:28, closed)

You have a point
...though I suspect that even a cock in her mouth wouldn't have stopped her relentless drivel (or dribble, for that matter)
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:17, closed)