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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Worst JourneysI cant give you a specific date or time.
The worst journeys for me were travelling on the Citylink bus between Edinburgh and my hometown, and vice versa, when I had some of the worst student hangovers of my life.
The bus felt like it was atleast 51C, and there was not a breath of air, I alway seemed to get the seat next to the sweatiest middle aged bloke in Scotland, just behind the rear axel, where every pot hole feels like the Grand Canyon. Mr Sweaty is also huge, so I only have 2/3 of my ass on the seat and have to hold on going round corners.
And a few of these journeys were made when people could still smoke on the bus.
I never once tossed my lunch up, but I silently screamed and begged to any deity listening for an instant merciful death. Head pounding, alcohol dripping out of every pore, stomach always just on the edge of spewing from the movement and the olifactory assault, legs aching from not being on the seat properly, and yet I would do it again 2 weeks later. Twat.
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Fire & Forget it's the only way to be sure, Tue 12 Sep 2006, 10:29,
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