The Worst Journey in the WorldAspley 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.
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chthonic, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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Mad Italian GirlI once went with a group of friends to Tenerife. The holiday itself was a bit of a nightmare but that's another story.
The flight back was part of the package and as is usual with these things was booked for some stupid time at night and due to arrive at Gatwick at something like two in the morning.
I had volunteered to drive everyone home and, as I wasn't too used to late nights at the time, I decided I wanted some sleep on the plane so that I would be awake enough to drive on the M25 without killing everyone.
There were five of us sitting in two rows of three seats. The spare seat, which was behind me, was taken by an Italian girl who decided that she had to talk for the entire flight. If that wasn't bad enough she had her knees up on the back of my seat and had the usual Italian inability to talk without moving her hands.
So, I'd just be getting cosy and nodding off, managing to lose the incessant drone of her voice, when she'd gesture and I'd have a seat-quake.
All I did was glare at my friend for talking to her. Damn my British reserve!
(, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 15:00, Reply)
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