Hooked up the first time in Beijing, PRC. Returned home to Calgary, AB. Made a trip to see her in Denmark, Copenhagen and spent a weekend. If we’re going total distance between hook-ups, how’s that?
For what it’s worth, there’s nothing between us now; more platonic than anything.
Hey bro, one could say you’ve reached the ideal.
Nope. I’ve been reading Cecil’s articles for a long ass time now, but only discovered the message board a month ago. Made my account and began terrorizing it immediately.
Flew to Texas once. Texas.
About an hour and a half… and then the guy wouldn’t leave me alone, calling all the time, etc. He got laid off just after we slept together and I’m sure he didn’t have anything better to do than to call me at all hour of the night telling me how much he loved me for “everything you did for me, baby.” I stopped going out of my way for sex, because if I was going to go out of my way, I’d probably have to do it after I slept with the guy.
About 200 miles, but it was a boyfriend.
And I too want to join in the love for A Clockwork Melon. Your sarcasm has been entertaining me in many threads. Welcome aboard.
Up and down the California Coast quite a few times.
Oni no Husband says Hawaii.
Night bus to Prague. 1000 km, about 15 hours on the bus… 't was a surprise visit for Valentine’s day.
Theoretically, about 250 miles.
I say “theoretically” cuz I wasn’t quite able to seal the deal. 
From Budapest to Sofia, Bulgaria. Don’t ask.
I flew from Edinburgh, Scotland to Venice, Florida. 4200 miles.
I had finally thrown my alcoholic husband of twenty years out of the house. I was gradually getting round to telling folk, including dropping a few emails to long distance old friends. One of them was a guy I dated on and off from 1981 to 1983(both in our teens). I’d only seen him once in the intervening years, but through the wonders of the internet we’d got back in touch and sent fairly regular chatty emails backwards and forwards.
He’d moved to the States and then split up from his wife.
When he got my email passing on my news, he phoned me and said “get your ass over here, girl”. I thought about it for a few days, and then thought “what the hell”. We both knew exactly what I was going for.
Columbus to Seattle.
An ex-girlfriend once went to New Zealand.
I believe the furthest I’ve ever gone was Charlotte to Greenville, SC, and back, ~ 220 miles.
That was our first date. And we’re still together. 
493 miles, according to Google Maps. East Lansing, MI to St. Louis, MO. She bought the plane tickets, so I just paid for the bus ride to and back from the Detroit airport. Sweet deal!
Longest trek on foot: 1.8 miles, each way, also according to Google Maps. Running, so I was hot and sweaty before we even started.
Seattle WA to Birmingham AL. She was supposed to be there from a different state (but she canceled at the last minute and it was all for nothing.
Other than that, I’ve probably driven an hour or two many times for a hook up.
Around 1,200 miles, Denver to San Fran. That was one of the best weeks I have ever had.
Come to think of it, the furthest would have been from Lisbon to Washington, DC. Round trip, first class.
Wait, wait, I’ve got it: California to Yokosuka, Japan.
I got a girl to fly from Georgia to California and stay with me for 5 days for this purpose once.
Of course, I gave her the plane ticket. It was free to me by redeeming the frequent flyer points I had saved up. Well worth it. 
San Francisco to Barcelona. 9566 miles. Top THAT!
(Married her eventually, still together 15 years later)
You’re counting kilometers, not miles, buddy. It’s only 5965 miles. Autolycus’s Orland to Japan beats you by 2,000 miles.