The Worst Journey in the World
Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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national express sounds like luxury
ten years ago i spent a month in zimbabwe on a working holiday with a bunch of people from school. a few days before we headed back to the uk we had to make a 6 hour bus journey from bulowayo to harare.
firstly, there was the fact that there were about 150 people crammed into a fairly small bus, secondly there was the stench of said 150 people in 35 degree heat and thirdly there was the deafening 'zimbabwean pop' that was being piped through the bus - in case you've never heard any zimbabwean pop (and for your sakes i hope you haven't), it basically sounds like cheap 80's video game music - something similar to the music from lemmings.
for 6 hours.
oh, and did i mention the intense pain in my gut from a bug i'd caught a couple of days earlier. half way through the journey i needed to throw up and the only thing i could find to be sick into was a plastic bag.
a clear plastic bag.
i filled it with what was mostly hideous green bile, until it resembled a melted ice pop and was forced to lob it out of the window.
*cock gag
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 14:07, Reply)
ten years ago i spent a month in zimbabwe on a working holiday with a bunch of people from school. a few days before we headed back to the uk we had to make a 6 hour bus journey from bulowayo to harare.
firstly, there was the fact that there were about 150 people crammed into a fairly small bus, secondly there was the stench of said 150 people in 35 degree heat and thirdly there was the deafening 'zimbabwean pop' that was being piped through the bus - in case you've never heard any zimbabwean pop (and for your sakes i hope you haven't), it basically sounds like cheap 80's video game music - something similar to the music from lemmings.
for 6 hours.
oh, and did i mention the intense pain in my gut from a bug i'd caught a couple of days earlier. half way through the journey i needed to throw up and the only thing i could find to be sick into was a plastic bag.
a clear plastic bag.
i filled it with what was mostly hideous green bile, until it resembled a melted ice pop and was forced to lob it out of the window.
*cock gag
( , Thu 7 Sep 2006, 14:07, Reply)
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