Ok, I’ll bite! So I don’t have any international stories, but when I went to Ladyfest in Olympia back in August of 2000 I... a.) Had never been west of Chicago, b.) Hadn’t been on an airplane in 13 years, c.) Didn’t actually know anyone in either Portland or Olympia, and d.) Had never travelled alone. So I’m going to use this story because I was really nervous about going and I had to have a whole lot of faith in humanity to pull it off. I’d met my friend Kevin through the S-K mailing list but we’d never actually met in person. If I flew into Portland he said I could stay with him. At the last minute, he had to work the night I got in so his girlfriend picked me up from the airport and we took the bus to his place. My plane was really late getting in so we didn’t get to Kevin’s until almost 1am. At 6am he took me to the bus station where I caught a bus to Olympia. I’d made arrangements with this girl online to share a room with her and two other people at the Best Western in Oly. Again, I’d never met her and only talked to
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Oh my, Court! That is a great story. And it's so YOU to trust people like that. I do think that when you're travelling you have to trust people maybe a bit more than at home....
Hmm. I went to Europe when I was 16. We decided to take a train from Brussels to Paris, because that's cheaper than flying. I got horribly confused and seperated from my group at the train station. I didn't stuck in brussels, but only because I managed to get onto some random car of the train right as the doors were closing. I freaked out my friends too.
By the end of the trip, I was so poor I ate nothing but fried rice and drank tap water.
Also, it's not international, but I took a freakin greyhound bus from California to Ohio. We arrived a day late because the snow in the Sierras was so bad we just had to pull over. And boy, you just haven't lived until you've washed your hair in a bathroom at a Wendy's in wyoming.
Not international either...chavagrrlApril 27 2004, 21:36:25 UTC
After the 1984 Olympics, my family and I flew somewhere (I can't remember where we were going...we travelled a lot) for a trip. Now, the Olympics were in LA and I was living there so there were tons of tourists on the flight with us. After take-off, above Phoenix, the pilot announced that there was a bomb scare and we would have to land.
We landed in Phoenix, de-planed and were moved about 50 feet away from the plane. We waited about 2 hours, reboarded and took off.
What happened? It turns out that a French tourist bought some kind of clock in LA and checked it into his bag. He was pulled off the plane and never got on in LA but his bags made it on. Officials thought it was a bomb.
When I went to London in 1999, the limo driver tried to make time with me on the way to the airport. Then, on my last night there, my lover and I were followed across Piccadilly Square by a conga line of Hare Krishnas singing "Peace Train." It was very surreal
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Because I had been to visit my parents for Christmas and I was on my way to visit my friends, Charlene and Cathy, in Barrie, Ontario. Just a straight eight-hour shot around Lake Huron. Or so it should have been. LOL
honestly, my best stories need to be told in person.
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but I can tell you here that I traveled around using "Let's Go" and never made reservations, bought a fraudulent eurailpass from an american student in paris for $20...and met lots of nice people and had lots of fun.
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By the end of the trip, I was so poor I ate nothing but fried rice and drank tap water.
Also, it's not international, but I took a freakin greyhound bus from California to Ohio. We arrived a day late because the snow in the Sierras was so bad we just had to pull over. And boy, you just haven't lived until you've washed your hair in a bathroom at a Wendy's in wyoming.
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We landed in Phoenix, de-planed and were moved about 50 feet away from the plane. We waited about 2 hours, reboarded and took off.
What happened? It turns out that a French tourist bought some kind of clock in LA and checked it into his bag. He was pulled off the plane and never got on in LA but his bags made it on. Officials thought it was a bomb.
It wasn't. But boy were my parent's freaked out!
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over drinks.
but I can tell you here that I traveled around using "Let's Go" and never made reservations, bought a fraudulent eurailpass from an american student in paris for $20...and met lots of nice people and had lots of fun.
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