A Journey

I must say that one thing I love doing is travelling. I guess I've been very lucky in that sense because I've had the opportunity to make many interesting trips. I think my travel bug started when I was younger (a lot younger!!) and I used to hitch-hike in Britain in the 70s when it was relatively safe. I remember one trip in particular that I made with a friend from Lochranza on the Isle of Arran (Scotland) to Chester, a distance of about 350 kilometres. In those days the trip would take about 6 hours by train or 8 hours by car plus an extra hour or two by ferry. This day it took about 22 hours! Anyway, I had been staying at my sister's house at Lochranza (Arran) with some friends. To get home we had to get a bus at about 6am to catch a ferry in a place called Brodick. The ferry took about 1 hour and landed in a place called Ardrossan which is about an hour from Glasgow. We managed to get a lift to the motorway quite quickly but then spent a couple of hours waiting ..... and waiting. At about 10.00 my friend said to me "The next car that stops will be a sport's car with a beautiful woman driving" . Ten minutes later a sport's car stopped and although it was an ugly man driving we were both happy to be on the move. That lift didn't take us very far but we got another lift very quickly. This time it was in the back of a lorry full of drunken soldiers who had just got back from doing service in Northern Ireland (A very dangerous place at that time). They took us 18 kilometres in 11 minutes and then speed off in a different direction. We walked (and danced!!) for a couple of hours as there were very few cars. We got a couple of short rides but weren't having much luck. Time passed and we couldn't get a lift. It got dark and we considered the prospect of spending the night on the road. At about 9 or 10 pm we got picked up by a "silent man". He drove for about 2 hours without saying more than 2 words. Later we decided that the car must have been stolen or something because the man's attitude was very strange. The "silent man" left us about 40 miles from Chester but it still took us a couple more hours to get home. I eventually arrived home at 4am after almost 22 hours travelling. It wasn't most pleasant journey but it's one I'll always remember.

Write about a memorable journey you remember.
Say:
When it was,
Where you travelled from/to,
Why you remember it.
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