They say kids treat their parents as taxis , what is the furthest your parents have driven you purely for your benefit?

[ThePinkDreamer]

About 200 miles when I was moving home

My dad drove me to my Oxford interview when I was 17 all those many years ago. I didn't get in haha but he probably was the only one to believe in me and drive from North Yorkshire that distance. I think that's the furthest from memory.

My parents were not that sort of parents but I have often drove 170 miles to a football match & back for my son

My dad drove from Lincolnshire to Edinburgh (and back!) to pick me up when I was diagnosed with glandular fever when I was about 20. But he did love driving!

My Dad used to drop me to Reading festival and then pick me up! Actually he took me everywhere!

Mine drove me from Paris to Koln for a work placement. They did stay overnight to be fair.

1600 miles

i had my license at that point, but my mother didn’t want me to make the drive alone. So she helped me move and flew back home.

London to Edinburgh

My parents nowhere.
Me for my DC - multiple uni trips, took one with 4 friends to an airport, many house moves in various cities.

I've recently driven one of mine on a 400 mile round trip to a uni open day (not there and back on the same day). I drive my teens all over the place and have for years but I love driving and have an economical car so it's fine.

I had to get my 80 year old mum out last year to do a 40 mile round trip to pick me up when my train got cancelled and DH was away. I'm sure there were plenty of longer journeys when I was younger, we've always been the sort of family that thinks nothing of driving the length of the country (my family live 100s of miles from where my parents grew up).

From the SW to Durham university. I’d do the same for my DC. I chose to have them and wouldn’t begrudge being their ‘taxi’.

My mum wouldn't take us 5 miles. (No public transport)

My dad drove me from Wales to university in eastern Germany 😍

I remember my Dad driving my sister about 200 miles to my grandparents as they were taking her and my cousin on holiday. When she got there she realised she didn't have her passport so he just got in the car, drove home, picked it up and drove back again! I can't remember if he then stayed the night but I hope he did...
DH would do the same for our DCs- not sure I would....

And all the usual Uni trips etc.

My DM drove me from North Yorkshire to Oxford to move in when I was a fresher. She helped me move in, then drove another two hours through a thunderstorm to stay the night with my aunt.

One Boxing Day morning when I was a clueless twenty three year old I rang my parents up to explain that I hadn't realised that trains didn't run on the 26th so I wouldn't be able to join them as planned, and my father drove a hundred and fifty mile round trip to collect me in time for family lunch.

I drove DD 500km round trip for a competition in a different city a few months ago. Dh does this quite often for DS, usually not quite that far but 3-400 kms about once a month. I never excelled enough to enter competitions or matches outside my region! But they drove the same 500km round trip to collect me from an airport so I didn't have to get the bus when returning from a Summer abroad as a student.

London to Manchester. To buy a phone 🫣

Mum drove about 100 miles with a trailer to pick me and my stuff up from a house share that I lived in when I was about 19, I was incredibly unhappy and my parents had always maintained ‘the door is always open’ policy. I didn’t drive and I’d called the night before to say I’d had enough and needed help. Mum turned up at 7am the next morning to help me move out without a word. I don’t think it’s the longest drive but it’s the one I’ll always feel the most grateful for.

My parents drove me to the Black Forest in Germany (from Essex). I was 18 & starting a year as an au pair for a German family, they wanted to meet the family to make sure they were ok!

A few years later, they drove me to a town near Lyon so I could do my year abroad as part of my languages degree.

I'm happy to be a taxi for my kids. Especially as they become older teenagers and having nights out - I'd much rather go and pick them up than worry about them trying to get a taxi or seperated from friends.
My parents used to come and get me from uni for the holidays so the longest they drove was 100 miles or so for that trip.
As an adult I was taken unwell when DH was abroad with work and they drove the 260 miles to come and help out with the kids while I was ill. They're good eggs.

FIL drove our car to Germany while DH and I drove the transit van full of our stuff... then drove the van back to the UK.

300 miles round trips on several occasions during the university years.
Including one memorable occasion just to collect the passport I had forgotten so we could go on holiday the next day.

My dad gave me a hundred mile radius from our hometown if I wanted dropping off and picking up from uni every time. He drove me there once when I missed the train (4 hour round trip) so I could make it to the test match 🏏

At age 16 my DF towed a caravan for 3 hours for me and three friends to have our first every holiday, without parents, in Dorset. He came back the next week to collect us.

DF would drive from South London to Sheffield to take/collect me from Uni.

Very grateful to have had such a supportive DF.

My mum is a legend and has always helped me where she can. My best friend from school was having a huge 21st birthday party for his friends and family (he’s gay and if he were to get married a lot of family wouldn’t attend his wedding because they’re conservative Sikhs so he arranged for this to be on an equivalent scale to a wedding) which fell on a day with train strikes which meant I couldn’t get there. My mum drove from just south of London to Durham to pick me up and drove me all the way back down to London (600ish miles total) so I could be there for his party. The day she picked me up, I had just finished 48 hours of online exams, and so I could sleep comfortably on the way home she’d put pillows, duvets, and some pastries for breakfast on the back seats. It meant I could be there for my friend’s party which was really special for me.

I drove my daughter 75 miles each way to take a maths test for a job. We drove my daughter and her family 6 hours to see her sibling, then another hour and a half to a wedding, then back home again. In fact we've done that a couple of times.