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Road Trip Adventures / Fiascos

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WhatsRight posted 10/16/2020 23:15 PM

In honor of Jeaniegirl, and to avoid t/j her beautiful thread re the memorial service where she spoke, I’m starting a new thread.

After hearing about her (at times halarious) struggles getting through the day, I thought we might like to share some road trip stories.

One of mine...

My sisters and I were traveling in Ireland. Beautiful!!! No reason for all of us to take pictures, so I was nominated the trip photographer.

At one of the millions of photo ops at cliffs, I hung back to take some good shots while my sisters headed to the rental car.

All of a sudden I saw my sister backing out of the parking place, as if she were tired of waiting and was going to leave me.

I started running to the car, but she kept backing out of the parking space. Finally, totally out of breath, I grabbed the back door handle, threw open the door and jumped into the car.

When I looked up, I saw an older couple - complete strangers, looking at me aghast from the front seat. I was obviously was in the wrong car!

They didn’t speak, just started at me with mouths open. I said, “oops...wrong car” and jumped out of the car. They seriously never spoke a word. I’m not even sure what language they spoke.

So I ran to the actual car my sisters were in. By this time I was hysterical just reliving the whole thing. My sisters were starring in disbelief.

I seriously laughed out loud for the next hour till we got to our B & B. I will never forget it. I’m laughing as I write this.

Ok...funny to me, but I’m sure someone can outdo that!

[This message edited by WhatsRight at 11:18 PM, October 16th (Friday)]

WhatsRight posted 10/17/2020 08:42 AM

Ok - now y’all are just embarrassing me!

Am I the only “Lucy” when it comes to travel?

(Lucille Ball). Youngsters might need to Google)

Jeaniegirl posted 10/17/2020 09:53 AM

Oh my ... I will love this thread! I'll have some postings for sure! Working on some family things until later today but I'll be back!

Jeaniegirl posted 10/17/2020 19:58 PM

When I road trip, I do it on my schedule, my time. I'm a night person so something I will drive all night. Usually I do this by stopping several times and seeing things, taking time to stop at rest stops, stopping to eat. The next day I will check in early at a hotel in a town I find interesting - especially if there are interesting OLD cemeteries in the area. Partial to seeing Civil War cemeteries.

I've taken trip to Ontario several times; several trips down south towards Austin, San Antonia and then along the coast to Galveston. I have friends I visit at all my destinations. Those familiar with these places will understand my routes.

Going to Canada, I go through Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio and Michigan. I love the Port Huron Michigan area and love visiting there even though it's one place I don't actually have friends. I haven't had the chance to road trip since 2018 due to taking care of my Mom who passed in 2019.

However, on the last trip ~~~

I was almost to the Ohio state line on I-70 east. I stopped at the last rest stop in Indiana to use the lady's room. It was around 5pm, still daylight. I had driven quite a few miles that day and I was tired. As I came out of the lady's room, I noticed a guy standing by the door in cut off sweat pants and a tee-shirt. He was quite large. He was staring at me. Now -- just so you know, I am not easily scared or intimidated. Ever. I was taught to never act like a 'victim' because I could become one when I took a self-defense course years ago. So I was headed to the exit and as I got near him he yanked down the front of those nasty looking sweat pants, exposing himself. I just stopped in my tracks. It made me so angry. I looked around and no one else was near. I just said ..."Oh how sad. That is pitiful looking." And I walked out.

In my lifetime this has happened to me several times -- men exposing themselves. I'm sure it's happened to many women. It's gross.

When I related what had happened to a couple of people, they were horrified and saying he could have hurt me, raped me and I said .. no, that with THAT pitiful thing he showed me.

I didn't tell too many people because I'm the type that does not want anyone worrying about me so I don't won't lectures about 'women traveling alone."

Funny thing is, I couldn't pick that guy's face out of a line up but I could probably recognize that pitiful little thing he showed to me.

More later

WhatsRight posted 10/18/2020 15:29 PM


My “getting into the wrong car” story just got boring!

Seriously, if no one was around you could have been hurt.

I guess your comment caught him off guard while you walked away!

tushnurse posted 10/19/2020 10:02 AM

Well I have to say that we have had a few adventures this year w/ the new camper.

My H is always such a boyscout he is prepared for anything. He was quite worried about having a flat or blowout on the camper, and tearing up the camper, or not noticing until real damage was done to the camper. So he purchased this really cool system that has special valve stem covers that monitors tire pressure and temp, and sends it to a a little device in the truck. So he gets it sets it up, and the next day we go on a trip to visit dtr at college, and we pass an exit no sooner than we pass the ramp, before we pass the overpass it starts alarming. Yup got a tire losing pressure, so we are now 12 miles from the next real exit. We pull over on a thin shoulder, and he checks it. Yup. It's losing air. We limp forward going extremely slow w/ flashers on until we see a small gravel farm road, he manages to back this big ass bastard in there, one cut, because he is gifted, and changes the tire and we are back on the road in under 15 minutes.
We had a similar episode on our trip to FL for our vacation. We have since replaced all the valve stems on all the tires, that being the issue.
I am soooo extremely thankful he is always prepared. Had pack the farm jack, to raise that monster camper enough to change the tires. Had packed a socket deep enough to loosen/tighten the lugs w/his impact tool.
Both could have been bad outcomes, and both could had ruined the trip.
But nope. We were prepared and really lucky.

Bigger posted 10/19/2020 10:21 AM

Maybe not a fiasco but definitely a road-trip surprise.
I do a lot of traveling in my job and acquire points. A couple of years ago my wife and I decided to do a rather spontaneous road-trip to Miami, grab a rental and drive to Key West. Got the flight and rental on points but found a fantastic BnB on Duval Street for 2 nights.
Once we got there we got on the hop-on-hop-off train to do some sight-seeing and the guide nonchalantly says something like “to your right you can see a group wearing tutu’s, and there is another one”
Turns out we arrived on Tutu-Tuesday of Fantasy Fest…

I challenge people to google fantasy fest. Only don’t do so at work…
That evening we took a stroll up and down Duval Road and since I was wearing pants, a shirt AND socks I was probably the most heavily clothed person there. No – I did not get a drink at one of the many “clothing optional” bars.

Bigger posted 10/19/2020 10:35 AM

Aaannnddd then the time we drove nearly 40 miles before we realized we forgot our travel trailer…

tushnurse posted 10/19/2020 10:40 AM

Aaannnddd then the time we drove nearly 40 miles before we realized we forgot our travel trailer…

Wow that's worse than the trip we took to Chicago to see DMB, and were more than half way there, and realized the concert tickets were still on the fridge.

We made a few calls and were able to get duplicates at the will call window day of the show.

Jeaniegirl posted 10/19/2020 10:45 AM

Loving this thread! We all need some fun things to laugh at.

A short one. Traveling through western Illinois and could tell a storm was brewing. Turned to the weather channel and sure enough, I was driving into tornado warning area. Started searching for a place to stop and it's 11pm. Finally found a really scary looking two story hotel. By this time it was raining SO hard, things blowing around. Took me 5 minutes to wake up the hotel clerk and I was taken back because she looked EXACTLY like the woman in that movie .."Throw Mama from the Train." Got a key -- a KEY, not a card and was told room was upstairs. Got up there and room had people in it! Apologized and went back downstairs and had to wake that woman up again. Got another KEY for room downstairs and went in. OMG it looked so nasty. I had grabbed a small bag so I actually put my clothes on the bed to sleep on because I didn't trust the sheets. Around 3 a.m. I woke up to go to the bathroom and stepped in water everywhere as the room had flooded. I gave up -- got in my car and put the seat all the way back and slept with the doors looked.

Boy did I ever BURN that place on reviews!

Jeaniegirl posted 10/19/2020 10:45 AM

"Forgot travel trailer"

Jeaniegirl posted 10/19/2020 11:22 AM

Travel trailer stories. Never owned one but these are funny.

Years ago my favorite sister in law and BIL retired and bought a big travel trailer. They were both professionals and had no experience with dealing with it -- or camping or anything.

There was a family reunion near Galveston and they decided to drive down with the 'new' travel trailer. Somewhere between Dallas and Houston, they tried to exit I-45 and ended up getting the travel trailer stuck up on a high curb. Someone finally stopped and helped them after they had managed to back up traffic on the interstate. My SIL said later after they arrived .."I told John to just unhook the damn thing and leave it there!"

WhatsRight posted 10/19/2020 12:11 PM

I LOVE these stories...[

-naked bars

-forgetting the trailer

-flooded, spooky motel

Once we were traveling who knows where on the interstate. Just after passing an exit, the car just shut down. It was running but wouldn’t go anywhere. Not forward anyway. But it would go in reverse.

So, I backed up the on ramp...backed through the little town...stopping at red lights was a hoot, when the cars pulling up beside me would do double takes...and made my way to a mechanic.

No idea what was wrong, but after a while we were back on our way.

When we were almost to the mechanic shop, an older man pulled up beside us and said, (small country town) “Lady, I ‘ont know what’s goin’ on here, but you kin flat back ‘at car!”

WhatsRight posted 10/20/2020 10:37 AM

More, please! 😊

Jeaniegirl posted 10/20/2020 22:45 PM

I had stopped at a rest stop to use the lady's room. Came back out and my car battery was DEAD. I mean totally dead. If you know anything about Jaguars, the battery is in the trunk. Without battery power, the trunk will NOT open to hot shot the battery. There IS a spot under the hood to hot shot it enough to get trunk open but this is a newer Jaguar and I hadn't located that 'spot' yet. Had not needed to. At least I was in a safe place, off the road so decided to just hunker down until morning. I managed to get myself rolled up in a blanket and fell asleep. About 2 am I woke up freezing and found out it was sleeting and snowing outside. My little car was covered. Nothing I could do about that so I just sat tight until morning. I started trying to call AAA to get some help. Not a lot of luck since the roads were icy and snowy.

Lo and Behold a LOCKSMITH truck pulled into the rest area and I asked for help. I called the Jaguar chat line, found out where to hot shot under the hood to get the trunk open and it worked. Locksmith took battery out for me and away we went to Auto Zone. They had ONE battery to fit my car and it was $250 but I didn't care! The locksmith was such a great guy, on the 32 mile round trip to Auto zone he told me about being in Vietnam and basically his life story. I felt very warm and safe in his vehicle because he reminded me of my Dad. We got back with the new battery and he put it in for me. He had spent a total of about 2 hours helping me! When I asked how much ... he said $60. I was shocked! I kept asking if that was enough and he said yes, he liked to help people. He told me stories about people locking keys in their car while traveling and how they'd not have money and he'd tell them to mail it to him later -- and he said nine out of ten times, they'd send the money. He said he had faith in people.

WhatsRight posted 10/21/2020 02:09 AM


Where in the world did THIS happen?

Sorry, but that is what the world is SUPPOSED to be like.

Lionne posted 10/21/2020 08:39 AM

My husband and I went on several cross country trips from NJ. The first waa in our 1968 VW camper. We broke down first, near Knoxville, were able to get to a dealership for repair.
When we got to Arkansas, he discovered he had forgotten his license, a pattern of forgotten important things that continues to this day.
We drove through South Texas, up through New Mexico. We camped near Carlsbad caverns where the dog was bitten by a vinegeroon, which we thought was a scorpion. Thankfully not poisonous.
After driving through one Native American reservation, past a number of signs telling us we weren't welcome there, we arrived in Albuquerque. We then headed west, into a Navajo reservation. Where the car died, needed major overhaul. It was July 3rd, and a Saturday, which meant July 4th, Sunday, AND July 5th would be days where it was unlikely no one would be working. Forget about AA.
A Navajo policeman stopped to inquire about our presence. He then offered to drive me 30 miles to the nearest open auto parts store where i could buy a xase of oil to enable us to limp to a garage. On the way he told me wonderful stories of his culture and then offered to let us stay with him and his wife and newborn child, that he had a friend with a hoist to pull the engine. He was building his owm pueblo but lived in a mobile home in the interim. What a kind and generous person! But that wasn't a job my husband wanted to tackle.
We got back to the car where my husband was waiting with our 70 lb dog. We limped back to Albuquerque until we could get to a garage. We left the car and walked to a city park where we spent the day reading Centennial, a book by Michener about the settling of the West.
It's one of my favorite memories.

WhatsRight posted 10/21/2020 09:19 AM

It turns out that “debacle” was the wrong description for some of these stories.

I wish I could have heard the stories of his culture from HIM!

Gottagetthrough posted 10/21/2020 15:25 PM

What’s Right- I have done that, too! I thought I was getting into Wh’s car. Opened the door, didn’t even look at the driver and started to hoist myself up into the seat (I’m very short and Wh and this person both had taller cars)

I hear a voice say wrong car. I look up. It is not my Whiin the drivers seat. We both laugh.

I love road trips. I took one two years ago just me and middle child. One of the best times was realizing how interesting each state is. I loved Oklahoma! Nicest people and some great sites to visit.

Nanatwo posted 10/24/2020 23:22 PM

A couple of years ago we went to see Bill Engvall in concert in a town about 1 hour away from home. Stopped at the hotel to freshen up before the show. When we got back in the car the battery was dead. Went to the front desk to ask if they had jumper cables - which they didn't. Decided to call a cab = go see the show - and deal with getting the car fixed in the morning. Called the one and only cab company - but she said they couldn't send a cab because their driver had broken his leg. Went back to front desk and hostess gave us a name of a uber company.

A elderly gentleman in a beat up old pickup showed up and said he was our ride. We did make it to the show - after which we called for another ride. This was a young kid = looked barely old enough to drive - driving a dilapidated van. There was an elderly couple already in the van and the driver said he would take them home first. He asked directions and the couple started to argue about what direction to take - when to turn - etc etc etc. this went on for about 20 minutes when finally the driver called his dispatcher and got directions.

After dropping them off we headed towards our hotel - which was farther out of town and not in the best location. The driver started talking about the zombie apocalypse and how people around town have been missing. I thought - Oh, Good Lord he is going to kill us and blame it on zombies!

We get back to the hotel - I get in bed and look ups and see red splatter on the ceiling. Think to myself - someone has probably been murdered in this very bed.

Next morning the hotel maintenance shows up for work - but does't have any jumper cables. We finally borrowed some from the hotel kitchen's cook - got the car stared and got the hell out of there.

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