Strange places you've slept or woken up at

One time I was rolling with my cousin in a nissan 300zx and ended picking his sister from work. Had no choice but to go in the back trunk which is a big glass put a back blanket over me crashd out for abour an hour woke up in my driveway lol. Said they couldn't wake me up but o well good nap.

Jail. No idea how I got there...

Also, once woke up in a cow field. I was on shrooms, found shrooms, and I guess slept next to them?

There are some things in my life that I've given up trying to make sense of...

Pinworm said:

Ok so weirdest placw I ever slept was inside a cabinet in a cheap motel in Fairbanks. I was balled up inside my bag, and had the door cracked for oxygens. Hurt my back, bu I hadn't slept in close to a week, so I was out like a lamp...

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you been to the banks? I miss that place.. besides the community and the free showers at the U, I think miss the countless dirty hours rummaging thru dumpsters at all the transfer sites in that town a dumpster-diver's paradise if I ever saw one

The golden heart city had/has delicious dumpsters.

as far as strangest places waking up... I don't have any real good ones. just the kind-of-usual ones....waking up on a freight train several states over...or getting drunk at night and waking up in the morning in some strange multi-story-abandoned house with no relocation of how you got there

under Wildwood boardwalk
on an old Italian lady's (a real Ted Williams with a broom) porch, again in Wildwood, NJ
in the bathroom of a hotel in Nashville, TN (the Sammy Davis Hotel.....laundry machines in lobby, 1.27 stars)
in an abandoned house
oh, lawdy; I better not continue.

I remember waking up in the boot of a car once that was doing donuts.. never fall asleep at a party

irish4:20 said:

I remember waking up in the boot of a car once that was doing donuts.. never fall asleep at a party

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ah...........you.

Well.......the strangest place I ever woke up was in the middle of a two lane black top in N.C.
Wearing nothing but my underwear and work boots and it was 2:00 pm as the world started coming into focus I realized that there were several people kneeling down beside me asking me all these questions that's when I started to feel the pain of my injurys.......what had happened was I had been involved in a head on collision and had been ejected thru the windshield.......I had been hit by a drunk driver unfortunately he was killed on impact.....thank goodness I was a healthy 25 year old man I was hospitalized for 6 week

did a drunk guy up like Groucho Marx, with permanent marker (by mistake).
nasty fight.....lol.

but, in general, I don't fuck with sleeping drunks. I really wouldn't like it, so I don't do it.

oldtimer54 said:

Well.......the strangest place I ever woke up was in the middle of a two lane black top in N.C.
Wearing nothing but my underwear and work boots and it was 2:00 pm as the world started coming into focus I realized that there were several people kneeling down beside me asking me all these questions that's when I started to feel the pain of my injurys.......what had happened was I had been involved in a head on collision and had been ejected thru the windshield.......I had been hit by a drunk driver unfortunately he was killed on impact.....thank goodness I was a healthy 25 year old man I was hospitalized for 6 week

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ouch. glad ya pulled through, old fella. fuck that drunk guy; he kilt himself, and almost did you......sorry.
I did it, back in the day, and I'm sure glad I never hurt anyone.

Damn oldtimer. Damn.

hmmm,ok now that I can remember,it was about a little over a decade ago,my buddy signed his life away to go join the navy, so a going away party was in order.Well me and a few other bros proceed to purchase a gallon of Jim Beam and 2 cases of natty ice,(I would never drink that shit nowadays but anywho).We proceeded to take my friends jonboat to one of the small islands nearby on the Caloosahatchee river and made a campfire and so forth.The night goes on,Im hammered on the JB and dr pepper,then the dr pepper ran out and it was str8 Jim afterward.Next thing I knew,I was crawling around in the dirt like a dam snake,narrowly avoided being pissed on by one of my friends,I herd him say whoa shit I found him! Made my way back to the camp area drunker than hell,I take another shot or three from the half gallon of JB,then after a short while it was back to the dirt again,(fcking JIM Beam).I then blank out and wake up at my buddies house in the yard covered in swamp ass mudd,not even recollecting how I got back across the river, nor can any of my buddies explain how I got back to the house because they were completely trashed,still to this day my buddy tells me I walked across the water and crashed his grandmas flowerbed where cactus plants were,which I got a good few spurs pulled out of my neck and shoulders.Alcohol is a bastard!

woke up in my bed fulling clothed and couldn't remember how i got there missing my weed. woke up in my back yard with a glass, a pellet gun, and the water hose running, fell asleep taking a piss and woke myself up when i hit the wall, and i woke up in the ditch in my driveway, all incidences involved me drinking way to much

Mr. Bongwater said:

woke up in my bed fulling clothed and couldn't remember how i got there missing my weed. woke up in my back yard with a glass, a pellet gun, and the water hose running, fell asleep taking a piss and woke myself up when i hit the wall, and i woke up in the ditch in my driveway, all incidences involved me drinking way to much

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welcome, friend

oh, who else has woken up in a jail cell with no recollection of how you got there?

When I woke up in jail I was uncomfortable and disoriented but I think I knew why I was there. Shrooms seem to be another common theme here. I have one of those stories too.

I did shrooms way back when I was a teenager on a few occasion. I think it was perhaps the 2nd time I did them; first time I got cluster fucked and lost myself. I only took half as much as I did the first time, but these shrooms were different and must have been 4x as potent.

Long story short: shortly after the come-up I was at the mall and everything seemed to be going fine. Leaving the mall with my friends it suddenly occurred to me that the world as I knew it was no longer. As confused as I felt throughout, something told me that I was dead and I just knew it. It felt like everybody knew everything and the physical world was done. I was seriously gone. I was dead, with apparitions of my friends and stuck in limbo for all eternity. Things just kept happening, over and over again.

Before long I felt I was having this crazy dream. So many fleeting scenes and images, feelings of enlightenment, chaos, apprehension, a dark cold nothingness, warmth (I peed my pants at some point) and shuttering (outside in the dead of winter). I had taken shrooms and thought I died. Some distant part of me realized that my friends were trying to drop me off at my parents house, and I was tripping boulders. As gone as I was, I knew deep down inside that I could not have this. That became the trip, and it was happening over again. The incessant, intensified fear of my parents realizing that I was on drugs! and my world coming crashing down. Suddenly there was nothing I could do, so, I did nothing.

I woke up in my bed, bewildered, thinking about the crazy dream I just had. Only... where was my cell phone? Where did I put my keys/wallet? What happened to my pot and smoking paraphernalia? ... Uh oh.

I had taken a shower (somehow) and sort of remember my father yelling at me, but not much of anything else. Waking up in that state is very strange indeed.

I'll never tell. But this thread brought back some fun memories I hadn't thought of in quite awhile (*cat-that-ate-the-canary-smile*)

Starting to think @Pinworm became homeless and grew a beard and didn't not like the stupid day he found out the news he'd be homeless and tried to play it down by asking the worst thing...