Where is the strangest place you have slept?
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
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benches
Following a night spent wandering around town, drinking cheap vodka and smoking weed with a beautiful lass called Alice, we decide it's time to go home. Being a gentleman (ahem) and rather not sober, I elect to go with her in the last bus heading in her direction. (the exact opposite of where i lived)
After an uneventful bus ride (where she fell asleep), we get off and she promptly sits down on the road and vomits all over...bugger thinks i, and walk her home, see her off and then realise that i'm now stuck in the middle of nowhere, about 50 km from where i live, at 3am.
What to do?...a bench seemed handy and oddly comfortable, so i fell asleep there for a few hours, only awaking to find a fox landing on me...not all that pleasant.
I wander on for an hour or so, find a station, find out that my train doesn't leave for an hour or so and promptly fall asleep on a bench in a shack by the tracks. (When i say station, it was more like 2 railway sleepers laid along the tracks to act as a step and the aforementioned shack.)
My bed was oh so welcoming when i got back
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 21:39, Reply)
Following a night spent wandering around town, drinking cheap vodka and smoking weed with a beautiful lass called Alice, we decide it's time to go home. Being a gentleman (ahem) and rather not sober, I elect to go with her in the last bus heading in her direction. (the exact opposite of where i lived)
After an uneventful bus ride (where she fell asleep), we get off and she promptly sits down on the road and vomits all over...bugger thinks i, and walk her home, see her off and then realise that i'm now stuck in the middle of nowhere, about 50 km from where i live, at 3am.
What to do?...a bench seemed handy and oddly comfortable, so i fell asleep there for a few hours, only awaking to find a fox landing on me...not all that pleasant.
I wander on for an hour or so, find a station, find out that my train doesn't leave for an hour or so and promptly fall asleep on a bench in a shack by the tracks. (When i say station, it was more like 2 railway sleepers laid along the tracks to act as a step and the aforementioned shack.)
My bed was oh so welcoming when i got back
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 21:39, Reply)
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