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Anyone got any funny/scary travel stories?

going to china this year so i hope to have some of my own soon
>> Anonymous
also i spelt travel wrong for the subject ...
>> Anonymous
Went backpacking in Europe last year, starting in Paris.

On the second night there, my friend and I went out drinking, and caught the 5am train back out to where we were staying (in the suburbs with relatives). Both of us passed out on the train, and didn't wake up until the train arrived in the depot.

Cue a mad, hungover scramble across the tracks praying not to get hit by a TGV, followed by a 30 minute walk in a direction we hoped would lead us to a train station. O

f course neither of us spoke French, and had no idea where we were, or where we we staying in relation to anything else.

Eventually we found a train station, and got on a train which unfortunately was the express back into Paris. We were awake this time though, so we eventually got back to the house we were staying at.

Needless to say, a funny story in hindsight, but not at all enjoyable at the time.
>> Anonymous
>>6842

wow

you can be happy you did not get stab multiple time during your sleep
sleeping in the RER is really a bad idea (yeah 5am it was most probably all empty, but you never know)
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>>6828
went to china on business a few years back.

two guys kept trying to by me drinks which i kept rejecting. Later i saw a them getting arrested.

long story short they were organ theives
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>>7377

:O
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back in march of 07 I was in Casablanca at a restaurant when a suicide bomber blew himself up in an internet cafe about half a block down from us. The explosion was contained mostly in that building, but it sure scared the crap out of me. And I thought Morocco was a safe north african country.
>> Anonymous
I once locked myself up in the bathroom in a hotel in France. Luckily 4 staff members came to barge in the door fairly quickly. Hey, naked damsel in distress, what more motivation do they need?
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I don't have anything too fancy. Guy in egypt tried to run away with my camera, but the police helped me get him.
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When my family went to Europe, we ended up getting train tickets from Paris to Lourdes, but by the time we got on the train, there were no seats left.
At the time, we had all been awake for more than 24 hours, and standing up for a few more was not very appealing. so my brother, who is '6"3 finds an empty luggage rack, and somehow folds himself up inside of it and falls asleep for the rest of the ride. people kept walking by and laughing at him, it was hilarious.
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>>7525

this made me lol just a little
>> Anonymous
HAHA, I have a lot. Me and 20 of my firends go to a town each summer to watch the cubs play another team. So when we went to StLouis, my friend took a shit in the tank of the toilet of the room that we stayed in. omg it was huge and gross
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>>7377
what! wow, that's crazy.
>> Mother !JSN8X5.Us.
I once drove from Tulsa, Oklahoma to Los Angeles, California.

It was only crazy once I started to get tired. Seeing ghosts in the desert, etc.
>> Anonymous
Went to see Puffy Amiyumi in concert this past November at the Key Club in (West?) Hollywood.

The bus back to Santa Barbara was scheduled to leave at 7AM... I got out of the concert at midnight. It took me 90 minutes to find the bus depot that I arrived in the city from.

5 hours of walking around doing nothing of value. There was nowhere I could lie down easily -- just concrete. Cold, hard concrete.

I wore two shirts only, one of them being long sleeved. LATE NIGHT/EARLY MORNING blistering cold weather is just horrible.

At the bus depot, I eventually decided it would be best to rest near the hobos - but I kept my distance from them. Eventually, I got out of there... but darn if those weren't the longest 5 hours of my life

I fail at planning.
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>>7856

I forgot to mention that I almost peed on a hobo. See, I had to take a major leak at sometime after 3AM and while I typically don't piss in public, the game's off when it's this late and dark. So, I found what looked to be an open area amongst some bushes and I'm even unzipping when I see a BODY IN THE BUSHES. Sleeping bum.

I moved ten feet to the left and let it all out.
>> Anonymous
I missed my flight out of Osaka (KIX) to Vancouver (YVR). Shitsux, I had to wait for another 24 hrs before fucking Air Canada would let me on their next plane (and not before charging me 22000 yen extra). I'm never flying with those fuckers ever again.

to pass time, I ate at the various places at the airport, bought stuff, and observed KIX construction phase 2. Also, 1-800 numbers dont work outside North America, even if they tell you it does. I slept on some chairs in front of the help desk.
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>>7858
you have to dial 0-800, fool.
>> Anonymous
Phnom Phen. RPG launcher + cow. Fun.
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hahaha, the french are fags and are of no concern. unless you meant "stabbed" with a penis
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A group of friends and I went to Bali for a week during July last year. On the second night I was about passed out in bed when my room mate stumbles through the door. I hear a bang, then a smash, so I turn the light on and my friend has about a 3 inch piece of glass sticking out his foot. As soon as we took it out it started bleeding heavily and we were too drunk to realize serious it was getting. In about ten minutes the ambulance was on the way and my friend was passed out in the pool of blood. The blood was thick because it was trying to coagulate and when the ambulance arrived they refused to get blood on them so I had to slip around in the blood trying to get him to the stretcher, all the time having a terrible hangover and suffering from a cold and fatigue.

We had travel insurance so we went to some private clinic and I spent the night passed out on a bench in the emergency room, getting up every 20 minutes or so to throw up in the staff toilet. My friend got fixed up and the held him overnight 'cos he had lost so much blood, but no transfusion.

It cost about 800 australian dollars and my friend was fucked--angina from the diluted blood vessels, no energy at all--for about three days after that, but he didn't really miss much. What's funny is that we were pretty much laughing during the whole scene, and the insurance paid off in full so there's only a scar and some funny memories. And my travel journal that got soaked in blood as my friend wrote in it as we waited for the ambulance.
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>>7956
>>when the ambulance arrived they refused to get blood on them

That's why Muslim doctors and EMTs are useless.
>> Anonymous
>>7956

>As soon as we took it out it

As a first-aid worker, I facepalmed heavily at this part. But hey, you're drunk and there's glass in your foot. Instinctive reaction.
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Was on a tour of the east coast of China. We were at an Aiport in Beijing or Shanghai, don't remember.
These two women were arguing and they were getting into it. Both were fairly young, and one was wearing a skirt/dress. I was just watching and it escalated pretty quickly. Cat fight ensues, the woman with the skirt/dress falls to the ground and everything in her purse flies out. Security guards had to come out and split the two up.
I asked the kid next to me (who was on the tour with me) if he saw that to confirm my very first international cat fight.
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>>7958
well I wouldn't want his AIDS either
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>>7377
Just out of interest, why didn't you take the free drink? Did you feel something was wrong or didn't you just like their company or?
>> Anonymous
>>7976

There are so many moments that occurred during that mishap that I facepalm over to this day. For one, taking the glass out. The next was my bandaging work. I used a massive beach towel and it was completely useless. I had taken two first aid courses in high school and was legally allowed to perform resus. and CPR etc., but during that moment, I didn't follow any of the rules. The the bandage was useless and we didn't keep the foot elevated or anything.
It was a good thing that the ambulance was fast.
>> Anonymous
Falling on a 7" tall blatant Russian mafia grunt in a pool, being followed for days and feeling extremely paranoid.

Seeing black South Africans fighting in a street and one getting his stomach carved open. He ran through the streets with his organs leaking out.

Being attacked by monkeys in Singapore. Pretty sure they had AIDs, was terrified.

Being given the look of death by a Muslim gentleman in Morocco who had a disproportionately large waist. Later joining a tourist group with a conspicuous, loud and fat white American in its contingent; he later went missing and wasn't found.

And on a light-hearted note: walking past a nudist beach and seeing a line of about 4 or 5 couples fucking wildly.

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>>7377

Those sound horrific. Don't know how I would settle down after experiencing shit like that. Probably have a panic attack or something.
>> Anonymous
>>8281

>Falling on a 7" tall blatant Russian mafia grunt in a pool, being followed for days and feeling extremely paranoid.

>Seeing black South Africans fighting in a street and one getting his stomach carved open. He ran through the streets with his organs leaking out.

>Being attacked by monkeys in Singapore. Pretty sure they had AIDs, was terrified.

>Being given the look of death by a Muslim gentleman in Morocco who had a disproportionately large waist. Later joining a tourist group with a conspicuous, loud and fat white American in its contingent; he later went missing and wasn't found.

>And on a light-hearted note: walking past a nudist beach and seeing a line of about 4 or 5 couples fucking wildly.

Every single one of these stories are made up.

You have never been outside your basement.
>> Anonymous
>>8317

lol yeah i suppose it does sound like that.

think of it however you want. im not exactly trying to impress anyone.
>> Anonymous
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