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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Not long happened.As part of my hunt for a place to accomodate myself for the next year, I travelled up to Dundee two weeks ago for an overnight stay.
Travelling up there on the train, not a problem. I get there, find out the flat I was looking at has its front door lock half-off, and go out with two mates before crashing on one of their sofas.
Next morning, I'm phoning up places to see whether there's anywhere to stay - Found two, got the application forms, yay.
Time to head back home, I get the train to Edinburgh. When I arrive, I find there's a train heading the usual way that's leaving in a couple of minutes so I rush onto the train.
I'm sitting in a seat on the train, and look around before noticing the stops being listed on the LED screen. And more specifically, the fact that I don't recognise any of them.
I get up and talk to the conductor, and I find out what happened.
Did the train leave from Edinburgh? Yep.
Is the train heading to Birmingham New Street as expected? Yep.
Is the train going along the West Coast line? Nope, it's heading along the East Coast - Fuck.
Long story short, I end up getting a change from Leeds heading to my intended destination, three hours later than planned.
Maybe I should've took notice when the train was leaving 40 minutes earlier than expected.
(, Tue 12 Sep 2006, 22:06, Reply)
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