Which roads less travelled by do you still wish you'd taken? When you are alone at the end of the night, with a few beers in you, which moments do you look back on a go, 'Damn! Why didn't i ...'?
To start the ball rolling, here's one of mine

I was once on a bus trip from Oxford to London siting next to a beautiful girl who - for some unfathomable reason - took a shine to me. We spent the whole trip chatting away. I told her about Australia and my life there, how i was travelling round Europe on hols before going to Uni next year, etc. She told me about her life in London, how her parents had emmigrated there from Jamiaca, about her friends, about the party they were having that night at a local pub...
I still don't know why i never went to that pub that night - fear, i guess. I still have the scrap bit of paper she wrote the address on, somewhere. I have regretted that choice ever since, who knows where it might have led...
