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3 years ago with the whole famalan including my little brother ? All the way camping around Europe for the first time, starting going from Dover to Calais, then through Belgium, Holland, Germany, Denmark and then finally reaching our destination of Sweden! Such fun and discovered a whole new world of culture!

when we were young and lacked caution we drove through north queensland in a tiny car on terrain which a 4x4 would have been more suited.The road gradually turned into deep rutted stoney tracks.We got past the point of no return,so carried on and on,being bounced all over the car,while our 3 yr old slept ,oblivious.Looking back,it was brilliant.

A best road trip was when we travelled around the West Country in 1970 during the autumn when we were home on leave - my father was working abroad.
He had borrowed an Austin Cambridge from a relative and the four of us drobe first through Devon, walked through the Doone Valley, stayed at New Quay, saw Padstow, Ilfracombe. Dartmoor, Exmoor, Lands End, Torquay. My favourite was St Ives where we stayed ina B+B for 5 days. It was stormy when we were there - we sat many lunchtimes in the one friendly cafe open on the harbour front. With waves crashing against the harbour, it was wonderful to watch and exciting to us children.

In Cornwall we managed to be behind not one but two exploding roof cases , clothes & quilts spewing everywhere and somebodies pants on my windscreen! Commence parents running down the road. We then decided to hit as many beaches as possible keeping off the case littered main road and it was the most amazing journey ever. Stopped to see places I would have driven by and we would have missed out on so much. We even swam in the Atlantic in the most magical place.

We drove up the Karpaz (the Panhandle) in North Cyprus. It has the most beautiful, unspoilt beaches and is full of wildlife including turtles. It is Cyprus as it used to be 50 years ago.

The trips to Devon in the escort estate - my sister asleep on the back seat and me in the hatchback/ boot surrounded by luggage and groceries - health and safety was never an issue ! A trip to lords cricket ground in a Morris minor was another good one .

My best roadtrip was actually when I was a child and my parents had a tourer caravan. We would go anywhere and everywhere in the UK the best being travelling down to a site on Loch Lomond. The scenery was beautiful and I remember having such a great time.

Nicely put mrsmonkster ! I agree about the challenging too !!

The best road trip I ever did take
Was when in Italy on a break
The Costiera Amalfitana, or Amalfi Coast,
Is the route I liked to drive the most
Awarded a prestigious World Heritage spot
The landscape's spectacular (and the climate is hot)
Flanked by towering bluffs, the views are Jurassic
A drive of a lifetime say National Geographic
Through pastel-hued villages nestled in hill-sides
We enjoyed one of the country's most scenic rides
With expansive vistas over turquoise sea
There's nowhere more beautiful that one can be
Winding, narrow and challenging to drive
Excitement and fun is what I most thrive

I'm not sure it was the best but it was the most eventful, we drove from Jeddah to Beirut in the early seventies. After failing to find an acceptable bed for the night after the first day's drive, and not being able to sleep in the car, we drove through the night. We saw signs to Petra but we were too tired to explore. It was only when we reached Amman and saw the brochures about the Rose Red City half as old as time, that we realised what we had missed. When we reached the Lebanese border, we nearly had to return to our entry point in Syria because we did not have an entry stamp. Eventually we were allowed in and we enjoyed our stay over Christmas. On our return we did not visit Petra because we did not have the time, however, we ended up taking an unscheduled seven day break in Haql because we had misjudged the border and where we expected there to be no man's land, in which we could drink our last two beers before returning to Saudi, there was none and we watched it being poured into the sand instead. That was all a bit scary when hours turned into days but eventually we were allowed to go on our way. They had treated us very well, a local dignitary even gave up his bed for us, it was like the princess and the pea I have never seen so many mattresses piled up.

In 1991, a load of us went from Aberdeen to Castle Donnington for The Monsters of Rock Festival. We hired two vans, chucked mattresses in the back. Installed CB radios into the vans to keep in touch with each other on the road. A rivalry developed between the two vanloads of leather jacketed lads. Great fun was had pulling pranks on each other on the long journey. We would pull into services on the way down and wait to ambush the other van. When it arrived we pelted it with eggs and they did the same if they reached the services before us. We did it all the way there and all the way back, by which time, both vans were covered and stank to high heaven. Over the CB radio the messages were full of egg puns, eg, "We have an eggstra special surprise for you at the next fuel stop." "You didn't eggspect that did you?" etc. We did eventually put them through a car wash before returning them to the hire company

Driving over the Brecon Beacons in the sun shine, stopping at the top and looking down over the reservoir , whilst sheep mingling around us.

Well, you did say "road trip" as opposed to "car trip" so I thought I'd enter as well. We've spent hours on our bikes over the years but the highlight of all our trips must be when we found ourselves in Northern Spain intent on riding all the way from St John Pied de Port to Santiago. It was late July and the whole route was packed with walkers. So we tended to keep to the main roads. Drivers in Spain are very patient and polite when dealing with cyclists although there was one hairy moment when we were on a main road and two huge pantechnicons full of cut logs raced passed us at breakneck speed. Quite by accident, we arrived in Pamplona during the Bull Run week. Fortunately, it was late afternoon so we didn't have to compete with the possibility of meeting a group of overly excited bulls. Instead, the whole city was alive with market stalls full of enticing goodies. People were singing, dancing and generally rolling out of the pubs (and this was at 3.00 in the afternoon). Everybody was intent on enjoying themselves.

At one time on the trip, I was ready to give up and go home (I had just discovered that Santander - and their nice ferry - was closer to us than Santiago). I rattled off a quick message to our son, sister and one of our granddaughters. My sister didn't reply. Our son wrote back "don't be such a wimp". Our granddaughter made the decision for us when she wrote "You can’t give up now, you’ve reached your halfway mark. Please don’t give up, you can do this. Just because the temptation is pulling you away, doesn’t mean you have to give up!". Beautiful girl and because of her encouragement we did make it to Santiago. It had taken us just under 3 weeks and we had had some amazing experiences. To top it all, we both earned a certificate proclaiming that we had managed our very first Pilgrimage in style.

Driving from Boston to Orlando with old friends and taking three weeks to do it and visiting some wonderful places. We really did laugh until the tears ran down our legs!!!

Me and my now Fiance, have just come back from a road trip. We took our self-converted campervan through France and Spain, visiting everywhere from busy Barcelona to the rural Pryenees villages. Whilst we were on our trip, in a beautiful medieval city called Carcassonne- he popped the question! I was absolutely frilled, I love nothing better than being on the road in the van and this just made for the perfect ever road trip!

an ex and me went for a road trip through wales. it was all rather lovely!

My favourite road trip was a few weeks ago. My hubby and I took a trip up to Inverurie in Scotland which took us over 3 hrs to collect our new addition to the family - a little 7 month old pug puppy called Bryce. He wasn't wanted and was kept in a cage all day. On the way home we stopped at a lovely village called Stonehaven which has a lovely beach. We let Bryce and our older pug (Bo) off the leads and the two of them ran around the beach for ages. We just felt so much happiness and joy that we were able to give little Bryce a good life and he is obsessed with his big brother Bo. They are inseparable!

During Christmas of 1973 the Mini Traveller was upside down on the drive of our rented house, the chassis being mended by my car enthusiast husband. Our 4 year old and I were clearing our rented house and packing boxes, to be stored in Granny’s cellar. We were off to Germany where my husband had a job wiring the new electronic telephone exchanges in Stuttgart and we hoped to save enough to pay a 10% deposit on a house. We set off on 27th December driving to Dover, then heading for Cologne and a road that took us along the Rhine. It was beautiful, especially when the snow came, and the castles along the Rhine looked like something from a fairy tale. However, it was freezing! We had no heating in the mini and slept in the back for two nights in sleeping bags hugging each other for warmth and re-fuelling in cafes en route, munching yummy German pastries along the way. We reached Stuttgart on New Years Eve, and the welcome was magnificent, fireworks and a lovely meal with the ‘boss’ and his family, with whom we stayed for the first night. Next day we moved to a beautiful little flat (with my first wet room!), and a balcony overlooking the Swabish Plain and the Black Forest. It was wonderful to be welcomed and find a warm and beautiful home which we enjoyed for the next year. How my heart breaks for those refugees from Syria and Afghanistan, and how I fear for the migrants who have been told our streets are paved with gold, and uproot their families, with no job and no prospect of one, or any accommodation, sleeping under motorway bridges. We were so lucky and bought our lovely little house in the UK a year later.

I have two road trips that are memorable but this years is the one that I will share ..........................

My Husband has always wanted to drive to Italy in his convertible car. Experience the roads through the alps that the Top Gear team frequent on their shows.

So we packed for ten days - booked the Channel Tunnel and off we went - daring to book hotels or B&B's along the way was the plan.
The Tunnel crossing is so easy and then through France - our aim was to have driving no more than 4/5 hours a day - stopping when we saw something that we fancied exploring - staying in quaint B&B's.
France , we have visited on many occasions and so we were keen to see Switzerland and Italy.
Switzerland was beautiful surrounded by the beautiful Alps which at this time of year had beautiful snow kissed peaks and sunshine glinting on the snow. Beautiful waterfalls of melting snow traced their way down the sides of the alps. I swear that as we went through the Alp tunnels Hubby was singing the Top Gear theme tune under his breath.
We stayed in a hotel in a village and it was lovely - people so friendly and helpful.
After Switzerland we meandered through to Italy and headed for Lake Garda - a beautiful , tranquil place. We stayed in a lovely B&B in a village nearby and it was so quaint and the food experience was delicious.Weather superb !
From here we visited Verona - Where fore art thou? - and took a little tram ride which took us around the sites of Verona - which was great fun and finished off with a delicious ice-cream.
From here we then travelled towards Tuscany and found some delightful places to stay and whilst using them as bases we visited Florence and Sienna.Tuscany a beautiful place of Olive trees and vines, sunshine and friendly people. Delicious food and tasty wine.
We then needed to head back towards Calais so we started upwards again and travelled along the coast - roof down - sunshine and breeze blowing our hair - what freedom this trip was !
After reaching the Alp tunnels adjoining France we enjoyed that experience again and we took some amazing photo memories throughout the trip.
Must admit that we raced through France and took an earlier Tunnel train to get home.
A thoroughly memorable enjoyable experience.

Well the best road trip was about twenty years ago my husband an I did a fly drive trip to Boston and drove right across the state of massachusetts, stopping at dinners, motels and bars all along the way.We even went across to rhode island and stopped a couple of days in cape cod where Jaws was filmed. All Hail To Massachusetts!!

Travelling home from California we left our travel wallet in hire car at LA airport, within minutes we informed company but after 8 hours police officer arrived, he was so kind & generous he arranged a motel across the other side of LA & drove us there.
The officer put our cases in the boot & I opened the car door, I climbed into a plastic seat which was surrounded by bullet proof glass,

It was night time & hot the officer asked would I like the window down I said yes, which when I looked out of the window across the freeway I was being waved at by passing Lorry drivers,sat in the back of a police car being driven through Los Angeles has to be the best surreal road trip ever!

Driving the 1000 miles from Perth to Exmouth in Western Australia. Long straight roads, scrubby landscape, the occasional kangaroo and emu, outback Roadhouses, redundant sat nav and......actually overtaking a 36 metre Road Train. It doesn't get any better!

Without a doubt, it was driving on the Amalfi Coast, Italy, visiting Sorrento, Positano and Amalfi. Some wonderful wine, weather and culture. However, the drive was a little 'whiteknuckle' for my husband.

Travelling in the early morning mists in the highlands of Scotland and the feeling that we were all alone travelling through the beautiful countryside... only to round a bend and see and hear a lone piper on a small hillock,making a dreadful attempt at getting something tuneful out of the bagpipes - must have been sent there by his OH so she didn't have to listen. It both made and spoilt the moment!