Perfect moments in travel
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SimonV8ster said:
I remember climbing to the top of a huge sand dune in Morroco to watch the sunset. Down below somebody had put some music on and although the truck was parked quite some distance away the sound travelled easily to where we were. It was music by Enigma - 'This is the sound of Enigma' track i think it was, the track with the haunting music at the start. If ever i hear the song i get taken straight back there with a shiver down my spine.
Similar to what I was just about to post.Out in the Dubai desert, we decided on a private tour. Arrived in good time and we had a bottle of champagne sitting at the top of one of the dunes watching the sun set. Stunning! All to ourselves
Back in 200? I was returning from Florida. The aircraft was all closed up and ready to go when the Captain spoke on the PA, Welcome aboard etc etc then finishing with an apology for a delay.
After the audible groan died down, the Captain continued with....This 30 min delay is so that we can be flying above the clouds over Devon at the exact time of the solar eclipse. This was followed by a loud cheer and applause from all around the cabin.
Sure enough we saw the full eclipse at about 20,000 feet.
After the audible groan died down, the Captain continued with....This 30 min delay is so that we can be flying above the clouds over Devon at the exact time of the solar eclipse. This was followed by a loud cheer and applause from all around the cabin.
Sure enough we saw the full eclipse at about 20,000 feet.
One of the greatest travel moments, and probably moments of my life, was the speed-boat ride we took from Dhuni Kolhu to the adjacent private island.
We had the entire island to ourselves for a day, not another soul for miles, just us surrounded by the vast turquoise Indian Ocean.
We strolled round the entire island, ate the sublime lunch delivered with us, drank champagne, did what honeymooners tend to do when no-one is around, and then 20 minutes before we were due to head back to Dhuni three dolphins popped up right by the waters edge.
A magical experience.
Maldives by ed_R1983, on Flickr
We had the entire island to ourselves for a day, not another soul for miles, just us surrounded by the vast turquoise Indian Ocean.
We strolled round the entire island, ate the sublime lunch delivered with us, drank champagne, did what honeymooners tend to do when no-one is around, and then 20 minutes before we were due to head back to Dhuni three dolphins popped up right by the waters edge.
A magical experience.
Maldives by ed_R1983, on Flickrskiing in soll in 2012, we got the last lift up to the very top, would go into the restaurant and get some beers go sit outside as they were closing up the place, packing away tables etc.... just sit there enjoying our drinks watching the sun start to go down and letting everyone disappear off. then as a group we'd head off for home, but by this point a few of the main runs into town had already been pisted, so you would get to blast down some perfectly pisted, empty runs, with a group of 5 or 6 friends.
That moment of perfect snow, big open slopes absolutely empty, just me, some friends, some nice big carving turns.......... absolutely bliss.
That moment of perfect snow, big open slopes absolutely empty, just me, some friends, some nice big carving turns.......... absolutely bliss.
nick s said:
otherman said:
Got a burger on Blackpool pleasure beach. Was well good.
Why did you even post that? Was it an attempt to be funny or something? I'm genuinely baffled at the mindset of some people....Flew into Amarillo a couple of years ago and rented a Dodge Challenger like the one Krunchkin had a few posts up.
Just to set the scene, it was dusk and I was driving up to Pampa on a bit of Route 66, bimbling along at about 70 when a convertible 69 Camaro with a genuinely pretty cheerleader type pulled up alongside, looked over, smiled then accelerated away.
That put a few in the old bank.
Just to set the scene, it was dusk and I was driving up to Pampa on a bit of Route 66, bimbling along at about 70 when a convertible 69 Camaro with a genuinely pretty cheerleader type pulled up alongside, looked over, smiled then accelerated away.
That put a few in the old bank.
Me and my wife did a two week roadtrip around various National Parks in the US as part of our honeymoon two years ago. We too had an orange Challenger from Hertz (fairly sure the one pictured earlier is a 5.7L not a 6.1L, not that it makes too much difference) and driving round Monument Valley when the weather went from bright sunshine to a thunderstorm in a matter of minutes was an epic moment for me. I'd have to also say that the sunset on Bryce Canyon was magical, and not something I could adequately capture on camera.
RedWhiteMonkey said:
We too had an orange Challenger from Hertz (fairly sure the one pictured earlier is a 5.7L not a 6.1L, not that it makes too much difference)
No mainstream rental company offered the SRT-8 Challenger, Charger or 300C. The difference is 50 hp, 70lb/ft of torque and about 2 seconds faster to 60.The R/T is a nice rumbly, reasonably fast coupe. The SRT is a monster in comparison - beast of a motor, awesome brakes and much more aggressive handling package.
carreauchompeur said:
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Reminds me of this line from 'Groundhog day'Phil: I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We ate lobster, drank piña coladas. At sunset, we made love like sea otters.
[Ralph and Gus snort]
Phil: *That* was a pretty good day. Why couldn't I get *that* day over, and over, and over...
For us it was this.
Booked for our 20th wedding anniversary, it is taken on Marvel Pass just above Cabin Lake in Alberta.
If I walked a few yards in front of the Copter I would be in British Columbia and a few behind it was Alberta, so a bit like no mans land.
We were the only people there apart from the pilot who took the photo. This was from this years trip.
No people or towns or any type of settlement for a long way.
To hire the Helicopter for 1 hour, so 15 minutes flight each way through the Three Sisters Mountains and 30 minutes on Marvel Pass cost £400 for the 2 of us not each.
The most surreal 1 hour of the most spectacular sights.
Booked for our 20th wedding anniversary, it is taken on Marvel Pass just above Cabin Lake in Alberta.
If I walked a few yards in front of the Copter I would be in British Columbia and a few behind it was Alberta, so a bit like no mans land.
We were the only people there apart from the pilot who took the photo. This was from this years trip.
No people or towns or any type of settlement for a long way.
To hire the Helicopter for 1 hour, so 15 minutes flight each way through the Three Sisters Mountains and 30 minutes on Marvel Pass cost £400 for the 2 of us not each.
The most surreal 1 hour of the most spectacular sights.
1. Sitting in the hot tub at my timeshare on Big Island, Hawaii on Christmas Day night watching the stars.
2. Walking along the beach in Oman (lots of beaches, lots of moments).
3. Last New Years eve sitting on the beach with the Mrs outside our beach hut in a remote resort in The Philippines.
4. Driving my TVR from Bolzano to Cortina, Italy.
2. Walking along the beach in Oman (lots of beaches, lots of moments).
3. Last New Years eve sitting on the beach with the Mrs outside our beach hut in a remote resort in The Philippines.
4. Driving my TVR from Bolzano to Cortina, Italy.
Nice thread! Though not a bad starter since you already warned us off willy waving!
A stand out one for me was more of an evening than a moment, at a beach bar in southern Thailand. I'd chanced upon it after abandoning a long, hot and very late train ride and found this tumble down bar in a shed, overlooking a pleasant if not postcard perfect beach near a quiet little town. I was the only one there at first but as it got dark other faces started appearing at the bar, a couple of fellow train refugees, a local, a guy who was staying there to break up a long drive. None of them really knew each other, but conversation flowed very freely, helped by a few drinks. It seemed like everyone there, myself included had arrived by accident in a sort of blind rush and it ended up a bit like a confessional.
I don't remember leaving, and I never kept in touch with any of them, and there was no real stand out event that made this evening special, other than a sort of atmosphere that I've never experienced before or since.
A stand out one for me was more of an evening than a moment, at a beach bar in southern Thailand. I'd chanced upon it after abandoning a long, hot and very late train ride and found this tumble down bar in a shed, overlooking a pleasant if not postcard perfect beach near a quiet little town. I was the only one there at first but as it got dark other faces started appearing at the bar, a couple of fellow train refugees, a local, a guy who was staying there to break up a long drive. None of them really knew each other, but conversation flowed very freely, helped by a few drinks. It seemed like everyone there, myself included had arrived by accident in a sort of blind rush and it ended up a bit like a confessional.
I don't remember leaving, and I never kept in touch with any of them, and there was no real stand out event that made this evening special, other than a sort of atmosphere that I've never experienced before or since.
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