On a golf course putting green.
I was drunk as a skunk.
I climbed the fence and then I took the big ball markers that mark the tee of each hole, and I stabbed the stabby part into a tree until one tree had all the markers stabbed into it.
Then I went to sleep.
Not super proud of that
In a Walmart parking lot. in a van, with three homies… in a random state. Was it Georgia?
Train station alley in Prague, Czechoslovakia.
Public bus i guess? Probably pretty common tho.
In the women’s locker room at the shipyard. Nobody ever goes in there, it’s clean, it’s never used, and I just got off a sixteen hour shift of welding. I was damn tired and couldn’t muster the strength to drive myself home.
I got about five hours of sleep which was enough rest to drive myself home and call out “sick” the next day.
In the classroom, on the floor, before class started, and was woken up when class was over.
What a nice teacher. :)
In a supposedly haunted revolutionary war cemetery.
Curled up in a ball in the back of my Wrangler.
After working a 20hr shift, I got home reached in the back to get my backpack and couldn’t quite reach. Crawled out of the seat to grab it and woke up 6 hours later disoriented af.
Inside a Trojan goat. No, I will not elaborate further.
At least did you and your party conquer the city?
December 23, 1995: On a wooden basement staircase, in an empty house, with no heat, with my dog. My parents lost the house. All our stuff had been moved out. Our nervous dog wouldn’t settle. I couldn’t leave him. That was the last night I slept in the house where I grew up.
December 1998: On a basement floor near Ottawa. At least it was carpeted. Hammered after some party near a college. In the night, some angel draped a blanket over me. Best feeling of my life to that point. Some guy’s sister was kind to us.
May 2009: Coober Pedy, Australia. Slept in a hostel that was in a mine. Slept underground in a room with bunk beds and no windows. It was weird. Felt like a bomb shelter.
December 2011: Wadi Rum, Jordan. Slept outside under the stars on a sleeping mat on a rock of biblical proportion. The guy in the tent next to ours was snoring. Loudly. My partner couldn’t take it. We dragged our mattresses out onto a rock 300 m from camp. I reasoned — scorpions were less likely to find us. Coulda been wrong. Still here to tell the tale.
I’ve slept in some weird places.
Long story on how I got there but I slept part of a night in the engine car of an old steam train in a city park.
Under a bridge in a park during a brief homeless stint.
And.
Some randos place in NYC when traveling on a whim with an ex. Met some dudes at a bar in Soho. 3 guys lived in basically a closet. One owned a vegetarian restaurant (it was actually nice). One was a gold trader (I drove him around the city one day. Lol). And the other…turned out to be the NYC subway flasher (the one at that time)
Bathtub full of vinegar and water after I got a bad sunburn.
Did that help?
It helped me tolerate the “itching under my skin” sensation but I’m not sure how much of that was just from being in liquid. I don’t recall what the vinegar was supposed to do.
A window sill in a Vegas hotel. Was the broke friend on a guys trip and the floor was taken
Probably in the bathroom.
