{"id":8257,"date":"2026-10-28T22:38:07","date_gmt":"2026-10-28T22:38:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/meerkatmusings.co.uk\/?p=8257"},"modified":"2026-10-28T22:38:16","modified_gmt":"2026-10-28T22:38:16","slug":"meerkat-prompts-the-worst-travel-experience","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/meerkatmusings.co.uk\/?p=8257","title":{"rendered":"Meerkat Prompts: The Worst Travel Experience"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-jetpack-blogging-prompt jetpack-blogging-prompt\"><div class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__label\">Daily writing prompt<\/div><div class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__text\">What\u2019s the worst travel experience you\u2019ve ever had?<\/div><div class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__answers\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__answers-gravatar\" aria-hidden=\"true\" src=\"https:\/\/2.gravatar.com\/avatar\/219ad6032073652f5f07ddc6c26a11fb91e39952194237e00e383c22c29189d4?s=96&amp;d=identicon&amp;r=G\"\/><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__answers-gravatar\" aria-hidden=\"true\" src=\"https:\/\/2.gravatar.com\/avatar\/521fea4982abf286e277d5d38556cf30c1f836c672d911fa1ecbc8e22763680c?s=96&amp;d=identicon&amp;r=G\"\/><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__answers-gravatar\" aria-hidden=\"true\" src=\"https:\/\/2.gravatar.com\/avatar\/838b872094c52d1d5e60d50cc19917a4c4b9c1e3348d0cc2055910aefee8eb1e?s=96&amp;d=identicon&amp;r=G\"\/><a class=\"jetpack-blogging-prompt__answers-link\" href=\"https:\/\/wordpress.com\/tag\/dailyprompt-2928?locale=en\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"external noreferrer noopener\">View all responses<\/a><\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Is it just me, or is WordPress funnelling a lot of travel-based prompts at us lately?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anyway, the worst travel experience I&#8217;ve ever had becomes a straight choice between two, one of which I would certainly regard as far worse, so I guess it&#8217;s actually a straight choice between one, and perhaps half of one?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Actually, I could make a case for two and a half possibilities.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The &#8216;half&#8217; scenario concerns a train ride home a friend and I took one evening after we&#8217;d visited London. The trains were in a period of heavy disruption following a train crash in the area, but all things being equal, we were on the first train back home, which should have taken 30 minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We sat on the train, in a carriage filled with semi-drunken (albeit harmless) Geordies, for&#8230; I think an hour and a half, in King&#8217;s Cross station, before it finally got moving. It then stopped for another 20 minutes, in the middle of nowhere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">All things considered, this was in fact a mild issue, compared to other experiences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As a young meerkat, I was flying home with my parents and brother from Faro Airport in Portugal. The flight had been due to depart at around midnight, but a storm in the area kept planes grounded, and we didn&#8217;t actually take off till around 6 am, if I am recalling correctly. I do recall having a weird panic attack in the airport; I&#8217;d dozed off, and woke up in a brief state of hysterics.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Once we were airborne, we still caught the fringes of the storm. I&#8217;ve never been in a flight that has bounced quite so much as this one. It was horrible, and it marks the only time I&#8217;ve actually vomited on a plane.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The second occasion is one I might have already told, and it took relates to flying. This time, we were flying out from Luton Airport to go to Majorca. The plane taxied to the runway, accelerated&#8230; and slammed on the brakes, briefly making everyone wonder if this was it. We then taxied back to the gate, and everyone had to disembark. We learned a tyre had decompressed as we were about to take off, and by all accounts if that had happened upon landing, the scenario might have been a lot worse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What followed were several hours spent waiting for news. Our flight had been a morning one, with the aim of being at our destination by the early afternoon, but instead my family and I sat around Luton Airport (not a great place back then), bored out of our minds as they fitted a new tyre to the plane. Spares were not kept at Luton, so they had to get one from up north somewhere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I&#8217;ve never heard so many people applaud a plane successfully take off before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What was your worst travel experience?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><a href=\"https:\/\/meerkatmusings.co.uk\/?page_id=7897\">Back to Meerkat Prompts<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Is it just me, or is WordPress funnelling a lot of travel-based prompts at us lately? 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