Bad Travel Experiences
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Started by C Nels
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Oct 2007
Everybody has them at some point, what are your bad travel experiences?
Still need to vent, 
go ahead and let it out!
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The absolute worst was this past July when I had a delayed flight, then once we got in the air the plane was struck by lightning and had to have an emergencey landing. I spent the night in some random airport and got to my final destination about 10 hours AFTER I was scheduled to arrive.
I was highly upset...
Upward Bound took a summer trip to New Orleans one year for campus visitations and touring. It would have been too expensive to fly so we chartered a bus. I forgot exactly how long it took, but it's a long ride from Charleston to Nawlins. On the way back the bus broke down in the middle of nowhere in the middle of a hot summer day! We had to sit on the bus and WAIT until another bus from the company came from Charleston to rescue us. A bunch of black folk...on a bus...one bathroom...no food...no AC in the south in the middle of the summer!! We were out there for at least 6hrs. Talk about bad experience!! 
A bunch of black folk...on a bus...one bathroom...no food...no AC in the south in the middle of the summer!! We were out there for at least 6hrs. Talk about bad experience!! One of the worst travel experiences I had was when my family and I went to Washington, DC to visit our people (that's where we are from, although we now live in NC) in a cheap car my dad got two days before we left. This was back somewhere in 1988 or 89.
Anyway, we had already told our people in DC (grandparents, cousins, aunts, etc) that we were going to visit them, but then my dad's car broke down on him. Well, he bought a 1985 (I think) Oldsmobile Omega for $200 from a "buy here, pay here" lot, and asked the seller if he thought that the new-used car could make to DC. Naturally, the sellsman told him yes, he thought it could.
Well, we rode to DC with no problem. But, on our way back, somewhere in the middle of Virginia, the car started letting out some heavy white smoke. The car eventually stalled on us. There we were, some hundreds of miles from home, with our luggage, stuck on the side of I-95, without a clue as to how to get home.
Fortunately, by the grace of God Almighty Himself, there was a tractor trailor- truck driver that was headed in the same direction we were. This nice White stranger (man) took us (5-member black family) and our luggage all the way back to Statesville, NC in his truck. He did not charge us one penny.
I really don't remember what my dad did with the car. I think he just left it in Virginia.
But I would say that that was the most embarrasing, worst traveling experience I have ever had.
