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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Simultaneous Expulsion of Faeces and Vomitus
In Thailand travelling with friends last year, we decided to get the bus from Bangkok down to Chumporn where we could jump on a ferry to dive on Koh Tao. This sounded like a great idea, except that it was an 8 hour overnight coach journey. Even worse were the stories (and posters) we had heard/seen telling of the gassing of passengers with sleeping gas on these coaches so that they could have their belongings stolen.
If anyone hasn't seen the style of toilet most favoured in Thailand, it is usually a toilet with no flush and a hose, or a toilet with no flush and a bucket. This coach was equipped with the latter.
We set off from Bangkok and the journey started off fine, and without incident. After about an hour I decided to go to the toilet and urinate. This was quite a hard task as:
1) The lock on the door didn’t work
2) There was no light
Therefore, pissing in a rank toilet with one hand on the door and one hand on my phone to try and illuminate the situation wasn't the easiest of tasks.
I then sat back down, and I noticed a nice young girl of about 20. She looked like death, and then asked me in broken English if I had any pain killers. I said no.
About half an hour later, she ran to the toilet which was opposite me. What then happened next will stay with me for the rest of my life.
The poor girl was sitting on the toilet, vomiting into the bucket used to flush the toilet when the door flew open. As the coach drove down the Thai motorways the streetlights intermittently lit up her semi-naked form retching into a bucket. Yuk.
( , Fri 8 Sep 2006, 11:04, Reply)
In Thailand travelling with friends last year, we decided to get the bus from Bangkok down to Chumporn where we could jump on a ferry to dive on Koh Tao. This sounded like a great idea, except that it was an 8 hour overnight coach journey. Even worse were the stories (and posters) we had heard/seen telling of the gassing of passengers with sleeping gas on these coaches so that they could have their belongings stolen.
If anyone hasn't seen the style of toilet most favoured in Thailand, it is usually a toilet with no flush and a hose, or a toilet with no flush and a bucket. This coach was equipped with the latter.
We set off from Bangkok and the journey started off fine, and without incident. After about an hour I decided to go to the toilet and urinate. This was quite a hard task as:
1) The lock on the door didn’t work
2) There was no light
Therefore, pissing in a rank toilet with one hand on the door and one hand on my phone to try and illuminate the situation wasn't the easiest of tasks.
I then sat back down, and I noticed a nice young girl of about 20. She looked like death, and then asked me in broken English if I had any pain killers. I said no.
About half an hour later, she ran to the toilet which was opposite me. What then happened next will stay with me for the rest of my life.
The poor girl was sitting on the toilet, vomiting into the bucket used to flush the toilet when the door flew open. As the coach drove down the Thai motorways the streetlights intermittently lit up her semi-naked form retching into a bucket. Yuk.
( , Fri 8 Sep 2006, 11:04, Reply)
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