Monday, April 03, 2006

Question 35!!!

Courtesy of Jeff Meyerson and Kathy H (Kaf)

From Jeff:

What is the furthest (or is it farthest?) distance you've driven in one day?

Have you ever driven in a country where they drive on the "wrong" side of the road? Any humorous anecdotes or near-death experiences?

From Kaf:

If you were given 6 months to live ...

Where in the world do you want to visit before you died?

You're dead. What mode of transport do you take to your funeral (c'mon - you've had 6 months to plan it.. surely you've thought of something!)

From Punky:

"Happiness lies in thinking or doing that which one considers beautiful" - Hazrat Inayat Khan


At 12:46 PM , Blogger Tamara said...

1) Furthest I've driven in one day is 450 miles. AND that was all by myself. Either the day of or the day before high school graduation, can't remember.

2) Six months to live... Where do I want to visit? All over Europe, all over South America, hit New York City again, and then I want to die in Texas.

And I want to be cremated, and I don't want a funeral; I just want someone to remind Munchkin that no mama ever loved a child more than her mama loves her. Even if she's 107.5 years old.

At 12:49 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I checked with a homeless guy who claimed to be Jesus, and he says it's definitely "farthermostest."

1. Farthermostest I've driven all at one whack was Nashville to Galveston Island with my then-fiancee. About 14 hours all told in a car with a fidgety woman with the bladder of a hamster goes a long way to explaining why I act like this.
B. Wrong side of the road? Yeah, Alabama. All semi-flat surfaces are open game regardless of painted lines.
4. Paris. I've always really wanted to pee on the Eiffel Tower.
Q. An ice cream truck, with the jingle blaring.


At 1:04 PM , Anonymous kingw said...

Drove from Seattle to Carson City, NV. It took about 16 hrs. I was by myself. Only stopped to gas up and relieve. Just going to visit my favorite aunt.

I would like to go to Greece and Egypt. I want to see all of that old crap.

As I wish to be cremated, I think it might be fun to arrive in a vacuum cleaner. They could make a ceremony of changing bags.

At 1:10 PM , Blogger Tamara said...

Oh, my gosh, I was so wrong.

#1 updated:

I've driven 550 miles with an infant and a husband, stopping once or twice to get some food.

Longest drives ever were 800 miles, but both times stopped to sleep after 600 miles.

At 1:25 PM , Blogger Deontologist said...

Does traveling alone across the country on a Greyhound bus count? Because I've done that a couple of times.

One summer in my teens, I got one of those month passes and traveled 5,900 miles on a bus. I spoke rarely, ate rarely and stopped caring that the busses stop for every zip code on your path.

It helped make me the stoic I am today.

Never drove on the wrong side of the road legally.

With 6 months to live, I am not sure I would good about depriving my beneficiaries of money by traveling...why does a terminal person need to see new sights?

Get me to the funeral in a borrowed pickup truck, but not one of those gaudy, impractical ones.

At 1:27 PM , Blogger Deontologist said...

Hey, somebody copped my "feel"!

At 1:58 PM , Blogger punky said...

I drove from CT to Florida in 24 hours - non-stop. Lots of coffee, sugar and music to keep me awake.

6 months left to live, I would quit my job (after finding a great replacement) and then I'd travel to Alaska, Australia, New Zealand and I'd do all the things I would normally not do ... talk to more strangers, take more life threatening risks, play more, try new things and just say to hell with fear ... I already know I'm going to die in 6 months - what the hell could possibly happen to me that would be more scary than that ... NADA!

I'd like to be cremated and scattered into the wind over the Grand Canyon. So, as far as my funeral goes, I'd like to arrive by horse - in some sort of funky urn - in the arms of the man who loves me - followed by all those whom I loved and who loved me back.

At 3:43 PM , Blogger Kafaleni said...

Okay.. here goes..

1. Don't have a driver's license, and I'm gonna have to Google to figure out distances, but my longest trip (being transported & not counting plane trips) was from Christchurch to Owaka (about 300 miles) with stops in Dunedin and Balclutha and a couple of 10 minute pitstops in places like Timaru and Oamaru. The journey is 95% small towns and countryside. Absolutely beautiful. That took about 10 hours (including 1 hour meal in Dunedin and a short shopping trip with the friend who picked me up in Balclutha .. so really 8 hours) on a bus.

2. Greece, Italy, Brazil and anywhere else my bloggy friends live. Send me your addy.. please... or phone number.. or just move to NZ and stay with me.
*tries desperately not to sound too desperate*

3. I don't want to be cremated.. I want to be buried in this casket. With a theme in mind, I'd like to be delivered to the church in a courier van or post office delivery vehicle.
Extra Credit Bonus
Slow down, you move too fast
You gotta make the morning last
Just kickin' down the cobblestones
Lookin' for fun and
Feelin' groovy

Hello lampost
Whatcha knowin?
I've come to watch your flowers growin'
Ain'tcha got no rhymes for me?
Doo Bee Doo Doo,
Feelin' groovy

Got no deeds to do
No promises to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morningtime drop all its petals on me...
Life, I love you,
All is groovy

At 4:07 PM , Blogger Higgy said...

Jeff's Q 1 - I've driven from Buffalo, NY, to Fort Lauderdale, FL in 24 hours straight. Me and my girlfriend at the time.

Jeff's Q 2 - yes, I've driven a lot in Britain. Once I went there with my two best friends and our girlfriends. My friend Eric volunteered to drive first (from London to Wales) - and we JUST missed a fender-bender pulling out of the rental lot! Whenever I drive over there, I chant "leftleftleftleft" under my breath over and over again as a reminder...

Kaf - 1 - go back to Wales. I'd rather die there than anywhere.
2. Firework. Yup - cremate me, stuff a portion of me into a firecracker and light me off at the funeral. My funeral is going to be a kegger anyway - why not have fireworks too!

At 4:48 PM , Blogger Sarah O. said...

1. Hubby & I once drove from Chicago to the DC suburbs with our fussy toddler. Hubby stopped A MILLION times for food and drink so the trip took 17 hours. I've always hated long road trips and this one was by far the worst.

2. As Deon said, never legally.

3. I used to think I'd go to Paris but now I think I'd stay with my kids instead.

3. I really like Higgy's idea. I'd rather go out making people happy than miserable.

At 5:02 PM , Blogger Mad Scientist said...

Longest drive was from Richmond to Miami. Normally a 15-16 hour trip it took me over 20 the Sunday after Thanksgiving and I was all alone. These days I try to keep the trips to under 10 hours (even in a plane) if I want to have any hope of walking without help the following day. I have never driven on the wrong side of the street unless you count Miami where there is no right side.

If Weasel was traveling with me Paris and Australia, but back home in Virgnia for the end. I want my ashes scattered at sea. So I'd have to say a very large fancy ship.

At 5:33 PM , Anonymous boo augustus said...

From Jeff:

1) well, there was the college road trip from chapel hill, nc to san antonio, tx (we wanted to visit the basement of the alamo, thanks pee wee) -- a distance of about 1400 miles one way. But there were four of us and we drove in shifts. i've driven cross country twice. the longest stretch i drove was about 1,100 miles from memphis, tn to el paso, tx -- probably about 14 - 15 hours. the motel six bed never looked so good.

2) i drove on the wrong side of the rode in australia. a stick-shift no less. my aussie friend kept complaining about my swerving. i said it was the wind. he finally got frustrated and took the wheel back. swerved all oveer the road, too. it WAS windy.

from kaf:

1) what's with death fixation recently.

2) same as above.

At 7:14 PM , Blogger Graz said...

1. I drove to Elgin Illinois from Jacksonville N.C. which was about an 18 hour trip one way. I drove up with my girlfriend that I was getting ready to break-up with which made the ride back with out her the next day seem to be so much shorter.

2. Yes, I lived in Japan for a year. When I came back to the States, I left the house to go to the store and proceeded to get into the right side of the car and, for a moment, wondered what happened to the steering wheel. Then, for some time after that, sometimes when I made left turns I would want to go into the left lane. Funny, it didn't effect me when I made right turns. BTW, the car IO had in Japan was a 1981 Datsun Fairlady. Here it was a Datsun 240ZX.

3. I'd make a trip around the U.S. and to London to visit family. Then I'd go back to Hong Kong to see stuff that I didn't see when I was there before because I was 21 and partied too much to see anything more worthwhile than the inside of The Playboy Club.

4. I'd want to be put in the sidecar of Harley Davidson WD which would take me to my funeral/clambake. After everyone has eaten, partied and danced the night away, pull me out into the ocean as the sun is coming up so I can drift out to be with the fish.

At 5:31 PM , Anonymous Jeff Meyerson said...

1. From Portland, OR to San Mateo, CA - about 650 miles or so.

2. Yes, many times in the last 30+ years. The first time I did what Higgy said: a coupleof times I pulled out of a lot and automatically got onto OUR side of the road. I couldn't imagine why all those people were honking at me!

Now I'm as comfortable driving there as here and have no problems at all. Really.

Kaf 1: still want to get to Australia & New Zealand. If I was going back to places, probably Paris & Amsterdam. Maybe Munich for the beer...

K 2: Hey, I'm being cremated so I don't care how they get me there.

And thanks for using my questions, Punky!

At 5:47 PM , Anonymous kingw said...

I forgot the college trip from Plattsburgh to The keys. Four of us driving.
Deon nothing like crossing the country on a Greyhound Bus. Went from upstate NY to San Fran and back. Really lets you learn some patience.

At 9:23 PM , Anonymous Bismuth said...

The furthest I've been driven in 24 hours is approximately 1050 miles. From my high school to Colorado Springs via Mount Rushmore.

The furthest I've personally driven is 850 miles -- from KU to Hattiesburg MS. (and back a couple of days later). While the trip was completed in 24 hours, I did stop driving during the night.

Ridden but never driven on the wrong side of the road.

New Zealand!!! And southern Argentina/Chile. And Nepal. And nothern Scandinavia. And the less-inhabited parts of China. And Alaska. Fiji. The Serengeti. The Amazon. The Andes. The Galapagos Islands. Each US state and Canadian province and European country which I have not yet visited. Angel Falls. The Zambezi. Australia. Indonesia. Hokkaido. Mongolia. Antarctica. Greenland. Non-spring-break Mexico.

I'd totally want to be pushed down a custom-made luge track on a skeleton sled.

At 1:08 AM , Blogger Kafaleni said...

Bis.. very cool.. and you're planning to pack all that travel into 6 months? Have you (in all your studies) discovered a rip in the fabric of time?


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