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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Yet another train story...
Summer 2004 Id just finished my 2nd year of uni and a few of us went to Durham to see a friend who had gone to the uni there. Weekend went well, very well infact as I ended up in bed with one his housemates.
So after about of a week of talking to each other on the phone I decide to go and visit her again before she jets off to Italy. Hop on the train and off we go. At somepoint a solider on leave from the army sits next to me and starts to slowly get drunk. He was on his way to Scotland. The train stops just before Darlington. Twenty minutes later we still havent moved. Then it gets annoncened that Darlington has been struck by lightning, they had no idea how long it would be.
I tried to phone the girl to let her know but there was no signal. We had booked a table at restaurent and as time passed I had images of her sitting there alone becoming increasingly furious with me. The squaddie next to me just keeps on getting pissed. Then the war stories start....
Turns out he was given leave because at somepoint he had shot and killed a child who was shooting at him. The guy was on the verge of tears and probably a complete nervous breakdown. I had no idea what I could do or say to him. To top it off none of the toilets on the train worked.
Three hours I was stuck there. Three grueling hours of wanting to escape and urinate. Finally we get moving and I get a phone signal. Sort out what had happened with the girl. Just on the otherside of Darlington......there had been a fault with a line. Another 45 minutes sat there.
I finally got to Durham looking forward to that meal. Of course the restaurent had long since shut.
I had alot of sex though. So it was worth it in the end.
Ended up with that girl for 15 months. I also complained and got a refund for the outward part of my return ticket. I now complain everytime something goes wrong, Ive always had at least a £10 rail voucher. Handy if you travel alot like me.
( , Fri 8 Sep 2006, 11:05, Reply)
Summer 2004 Id just finished my 2nd year of uni and a few of us went to Durham to see a friend who had gone to the uni there. Weekend went well, very well infact as I ended up in bed with one his housemates.
So after about of a week of talking to each other on the phone I decide to go and visit her again before she jets off to Italy. Hop on the train and off we go. At somepoint a solider on leave from the army sits next to me and starts to slowly get drunk. He was on his way to Scotland. The train stops just before Darlington. Twenty minutes later we still havent moved. Then it gets annoncened that Darlington has been struck by lightning, they had no idea how long it would be.
I tried to phone the girl to let her know but there was no signal. We had booked a table at restaurent and as time passed I had images of her sitting there alone becoming increasingly furious with me. The squaddie next to me just keeps on getting pissed. Then the war stories start....
Turns out he was given leave because at somepoint he had shot and killed a child who was shooting at him. The guy was on the verge of tears and probably a complete nervous breakdown. I had no idea what I could do or say to him. To top it off none of the toilets on the train worked.
Three hours I was stuck there. Three grueling hours of wanting to escape and urinate. Finally we get moving and I get a phone signal. Sort out what had happened with the girl. Just on the otherside of Darlington......there had been a fault with a line. Another 45 minutes sat there.
I finally got to Durham looking forward to that meal. Of course the restaurent had long since shut.
I had alot of sex though. So it was worth it in the end.
Ended up with that girl for 15 months. I also complained and got a refund for the outward part of my return ticket. I now complain everytime something goes wrong, Ive always had at least a £10 rail voucher. Handy if you travel alot like me.
( , Fri 8 Sep 2006, 11:05, Reply)
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