Post # 1
Wanna share your best road trip stories??! I’m trying to brainstorm ideas for a potential book about a couple who goes on a road trip. I’ve been on a few and have some great, terrible, ridiciulous stories but I would love to hear more to spark some ideas!!
Post # 3
- Wedding: October 2013 - Vine Street Church
My husband, one of our friends and I used to go on these trips called ‘sacrilicious weekends’ when we would take a long weekend and go to religion-themed places to be terrified or intrigued by them. One of them was a trip to the Creation Museum followed by Touchdown Jesus, a scale building of Notre Dame, a couple of interesting statues in cemeteries, trolling the Scientologists in Cincinnati, going to a creepy Bible campground… always interesting and hilarious.
Post # 4
I actually posted about this earlier today, but we did a road trip for our honeymoon through New England. The first two nights we spent in NH in the White Mountains, and we camped in our tent.
Silly me, I didn’t realize that even thought it was only mid-October, it would be cold in the mountains! Plus I had a cold (wedding burnout much!), and spend two frigid nights with my tiny camping pillow propped up on extra clothes, because I was so stuffed up. Not to mention I was wearing my DH’s sweatpants and sweatshirt over my long underwear, as well as a touque and a hood, with my sleeping bag zipped all the way to the top and tightened so only my mouth was visible.
Those two nights were brutal! Even though we brought all our camping gear, we stayed in hotels/B&Bs after that.
Post # 5
@cooperlove: Our tire once blew out and we didn’t have a spare so my family hitch hiked to the nearest gas station. The people who gave us the ride even bought me and my brother slushies! After we purchased a new tire a police office drove us back to the car 🙂
I was maybe five when this happened and probably have more interest in the story than anyone else does!
Post # 6
I have sooo many…
The one I will share today is this one.
Many years ago I decided to hitch a lift via logging truck (in Asia). Should have been suspicious when he insisted I ride in the passenger seat and not on the open back with everyone else and the equipment. Anyway, as soon as we take off, he starts touching my knee and saying how I’m really pretty and he bets I have lots of boyfriends. I um and ah, giving it the “I’m actually quite conservative… I’m only here to work” line, but that doesn’t work. I’m getting more and more freaked out, until I suddenly hit on a genius thought.
“You must have looootttttsss of men in your life” the driver purrs.
“Well, actually…. there is one special guy in my life” I reply. “Tell me, have you accepted Jesus as your personal Lord and Saviour?”
His hand is whipped off my knee so fast, you would think he’s been stung. He fixes his eyes directly on the road with a look akin to terror.
“I… am a Christian” he manages to say. I am much encouraged by his obvious horror.
“That is good” I say, “because Jesus sees all. He knows all. He sees all your sins. He judges the wicked… he will come in glory to judge the living and the dead…”
This tactic allowed me to reach my destination relatively unmolested. The only downside was that I had to keep the conversation up for the entire journey. Still, it beats being sexually assaulted (!)
PS Of course, I had the advantage here in that I am actually quite religious anyway and was wearing a cross… I’m just not normally one of those guys… you know, the type I’m channelling in this story… it was a pretty good bit of acting, even if I say so myself.
Post # 7
@thejucheidea: Bwahahahahahaha….. that’s amazing!