In the Halloween spirit, Viscape’s staff has written a few scary travel stories.  Three are true stories and one is a complete and utter lie.  Can you pick out the lie? 

Have a scary travel story?  You should share it on Viscape!  Happy Halloween!

Third Degree Burns - a short story on life and death

When climbing off the beaten path in Zion National Park in Utah, I got caught at the top of a cliff with no ropes or climbing equipment.  I was scared and alone.  Backhanded and on my butt, I gripped the walls of the crumbling red rock and slid my way down, straddling small trees to curtail my downward speed.   When I finally was safe at the bottom, I had holes in the butt cheeks of my climbing pants and third degree burns on my hands and my bum!

The red cliffs of Zion. Get the picture? 

Road Rage

Our vacation road trips always scream “horror movie with grisly ending!”  Every single time my husband decides we need gas “Right Now!” it is always the middle of the night and he chooses the most dark, deserted-looking, raggedy exits to search for a gas station.  On one particular stop, we both needed to go to the restroom.  We left the car, thinking we had locked it.  We hadn’t, and our car was gone when we came out.  Not only was our car gone, so was everything in it, including our wallets.  With no money to pay for the gas we had just bought for the car that had just been stolen, we got arrested and spent the night in jail. Go figure!  The next morning our car was found not far from the police station.  Wallets in tack, we paid our fines and were on our merry way! 

Close to the Edge

Standing at the Cliffs of Moher in Ireland, there is something that pulls you to the edge.  When I visited there I was amazed at how some people would carelessly stand directly on the edge while the wind blew what seemed to be a million kilometers per hour.  The ocean crashed into the rocks hundreds of feet below.  I could not help but think: I do not want to crash into those rocks.  So when I got about five or six feet away from the drop I fell to my knees and crawled to the edge.  Later that day, in a local pub, I heard a story about a man who had been blown off by the wind.  That day, I was glad that my wimpiness stopped me from taking too big of a risk.

Warning - A Dangerous Edge!

One Night in Reno

In college, I spent a night in Reno after my family missed their flight into town for our Lake Tahoe ski trip. To kill some time I decided to walk downtown to check out the casinos, but I guess that wasn’t such a smart move for a single gal in a city where prostitution is legal. Men kept pulling up their cars alongside of me and rolling down their windows. I felt a little safer after winning $20 in quarters, though - I figured I could just throw them at anyone else who got the wrong idea.

Which is the lie?  Take a guess or write your own TRAVEL TRUTH on Viscape!

Pumpkins Electric by Kurbis.  Happy Halloween!