When I was in high school I distinctly remember singing “This is the Song that Never Ends” for nigh on 30 minutes straight in the church van. After about minute fifteen our youth pastor stopped laughing at our stupidity and became suddenly very interested in the road.

I have no idea why he put up with any of our antics.

Although upon reflection, he was the one that probably started the singing…

Anyway, Youth Ministry Exchange recently ran a contest for youth workers soliciting their worst road trip story. The winner is just painful to read:

We’ll start with the fact that the last 20 miles of the trip took 2.5 hrs, driving over steep, curvy mountain roads in a whiteout. It snowed three feet in those two hrs. I was driving a loaded van, pulling a 10 ft. trailer, leading a caravan of several other vehicles. We couldn’t pull off of the road, and cars were going into ditches all around us. So, after 12 hrs of driving, we finally get to the lodge. We wake up the following morning to 18 degree temps and strong cross-winds. As we are walking to get the kids their skis, we start down a set of steps. One of our chaperones promptly falls on an icy step and breaks her ankle. Badly. I wrap my coat around her, and take off looking for ski patrol. We hook her up to a sled, and get her the infirmary. I then have to dig our van out of the snow (more than an hour), and go off the road twice driving to the infirmary…

Read the rest, it gets far far worse.

By: Chris. This entry was posted on Wednesday, February 27th, 2008 at 3:51 pm and is filed under Misc, People, Youth Ministry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.