Planes, Trains and automobiles. Tell us about your eventful trips.

I was once flying from Ottawa to Halifax, 1 1/2 hours away. The airports all across the west of the country were closing down due to a massive and quick moving snowstorm during the morning. Early afternoon I got on the plane and we took off just before the airport was closed in Ottawa. After 45 minutes the pilot got on the air and said "we had just a little bit of a tailwind and we are landing in 15 minutes". That snowstorm had cut the flying time by 1/3!!! Talk about pushing tin.

:devilgrin:

"He'll fly his astral plane,
Take you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day, Timothy Leary."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLC-y3r66Ys

Cost $1700 for 12 days but was worth every penny. Got 2100 pictures of the coast and friends and events.
Was the vaycay of a lifetime. Go Enterprise!
Was going to include some pics, but Flickr is not playing nicely.

Pacific Coast Highway 1.
From San Diego to Portland.
We only took it from Big Sur to Eureka, but badass it was.
Wiki it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awfERrA7DUQ

National Historical Record
Four-star restaurant
No phones, no TV, no alarm clocks that work.
Surrounded by redwoods.
Best. Hotel. Ever.

...for a 7am flight to London, then to Cincinnati, then to Cleveland where I was living at the time. The train from Budapest to Vienna was late arriving because it was delayed in Yugoslavia because of the civil war going on there at the time. This was in 1993. Anyway, I boarded at about 6 a.m. Upon arriving at Gatwick, sub-machine gun-armed police questioned me about whether or not I had let the luggage out of my sight since Budapest. I honestly answered I had not. (I could not sleep and I was afraid someone might steal my bags). When I arrived in Cincinnati, the customs officer flipped through my passport--Austria, Germany, Hungary, U.K.--and asked if my trip was business or pleasure. I was an exchange student in law school so I said "business." "Welcome home," he said.

Had a blast down there seeing the sights and enjoying the tiny bit of snow that fell there. That tiny bit of snow, of course, translated to three feet of snow back in Denver the day before I was supposed to fly out. Which, of course, meant all the flights were canceled. Did I mention this was a couple days before Christmas that this happened?

I went to the Las Vegas airport and stood in line for an hour to get a replacement flight. The earliest they could get me out was 10pm on Christmas Day. That wasn't going to be an option, so a little rattled I called my parents. Fortunately, they were able to buy a Greyhound bus ticket for December 22nd. So I went to the bust station that afternoon and sat around the terminal for two hours before boarding the bus with a lot of other cranky, stranded travelers.

Long story short, it took us 18 hours to get from Las Vegas to Denver (when really it should only take 13 hours) and it was the most miserable 18 hours of my life. I will never, ever, EVER take a Greyhound bus again as long as I live because of how miserable the entire experience was.

That's my most "eventful" trip (in terms of things going to absolute hell very quickly). I've had loads of awesome trips too, though.

Had to change buses in Las Cruces, and a cute lil ol cowgirl INSISTED that I get stoned with her in the alley behind the station. How could I refuse (so I didn't)... Bus to Tucson arrived soon after (she had already gotten on hers to wherever) and it had been some seriously strong stuff, and I was very very stoned. Sat down next to a sweet little old lady of about 75 on her way to visit her grandchildren, and spent the rest of the way to Tucson having her tell me in detail, and dead seriously, about the time she and her husband had been abducted by a UFO.

perfect!

used to take the bus from Tempe down here (to Benson) as a teen. Met some interesting people on those trips.