I slept in a few train stations and under a few bridges when all the hostels were full but the weird places were where I pitched my tent in the middle of the night not knowing what I was going to wake up to.
One time in Romania I wanted to stay in one of those communist built holiday cabins. They were all full so me and my ex went into the woods and pitched our tent. There were domestic dogs howling around us all night. Next day we went down the hill to Draculas Castle. We were in a sparse cafe there drinking some awful coffee substitute(this was in 1989 when there wasnt much to eat or drink in Romania) and trying to buy something in the cafe that was not already stale(a lot of food that was in the shops and cafes at the time went bad because it was too expensive for the Romanians). Some locals asked us where we slept last night. When we told them they said we should not do that because there are a lot of wolves in those hills.
Mel
Reply to this I saw a similar thread years ago on another site (which shall remain nameless - cos I can't remember which ;-) ).
Replies that were posted included;
- on top of Ayers Rock/Uluru (must've been before climbing was restricted)
- Great Wall of China
Mine? Pretty boring in comparison if the above are true, but;
- The floor at Lima airport
- now what was the name of that beach........?
Reply to this The most strange place was in a barn in Germany...with 2 goats...
Reply to this OK, mine isn't that unusual, but I slept many times on the flat roof of my house in India, often in the company of a few stray dogs. It was the perfect place for viewing the stars and the large fruit bats flying past the moon though. 😊
Reply to this Please try to attach again Denidax. That sounds like a picture worth showing. :D
Reply to this There have been many deserted train and bus stations, sometimes planned and sometimes not. The worst of the bus stations for me was the one in Resistencia (sp?) Argentina - I arrived at about two in the morning and all the benches were occupied except for one. I grabbed the bench, which was outside under a giant light, but before I could sit I had to brush away hundreds of giant black beetles that were crawling all over it. I spent the next five or six hours attempting to sleep as the giant beetles had their way with me. I didn't sleep all that well, because, from time to time, a large beetle would fly into the side of my head or tickle my nose as he explored my face. By morning the expansive white tile floor of the station was completely concealed in a blanket of black beetles - The guy whose job it was to sweep them up in the morning smiled and told me that it was like that every night.
My favorite 'strange' places that I slept during my travels would be in an igloo-like snow cave that I helped build on the Ross Ice Shelf in Antarctica and a mosquito-netted hammock in the middle of the huge Maya ruin of El Mirador in the Petén Jungle - Both were amazing in their own way.
Keith
Reply to this I'm very bad with computers...fingers cross...maybe now it works...
The goats were on the left...they were silent the whole night...I think they were scared of us...too much snooring...hehehe ;oP
The worse thing for me was that we had a massive horse sledge (spell?) on top of us and I kept waking up thinking that it was going to fell on us...of course after years hanging there it was very improbable that it would fell...which it didn't...we're still alive!!!
Reply to this It looks cosy and romantic in that barn Denidax. A room all to yourselves appart form the goats. :D
Reply to this In 1967 my first wife and I spent a bit over two months travelling mostly by land from Rio de Janeiro to California. From Cuzco we took the local train to Machu Picchu -- then hiked up the mountain, crossing the switchbacks of the road -- from the train station to the ruins. No gate then. No entrance fee. One of the smaller buildings in the ruins had a restored (thatched) roof. We hung our large Brazilian hammock there. A bit later another couple -- French -- whom we had met a few days earlier on the train into Cuzco arrived. They slept on pile of dry grasses in the corner of the building. After seeing the sunrise the next morning we picked tiny but very sweet strawberries that were growing on the terraces. Hardly any other tourists.
KST
Reply to this I slept on the old city walls of the tourist town of Carcasonne in southern France when I was 18. Woke up with hundreds of tourists walking single-file pright past me.
Reply to this A Burger King in Manila, the counter of a japanese fast food restaurant in fukuoka when all the internet cafes and karaoke rooms were full, and well....love hotels in Japan aren't exactly weird, but more fun, especially with all the crazy themes.
My best story was when I slept in my guide's village in Nepal. I felt a rat run across me in the middle of the night. I pulled the cover over my head just in time before the rat proceeded to prance over my head.
definitely a fan of the barn photo! Where was baby jesus? ;-).
Reply to this So many airports.....I've learned to scope them out ahead of time (mostly to know if I can crash there safely in order to avoid paying for another night in a hostel) by checking out this site: http://www.sleepinginairports.net/
Reply to this Since it was in a bed, I'm not sure how strange it really is - but when I was traveling with my cousin and two of his friends in Moscow, they never arranged our hotel, so I had to have a business contact in Russia arrange for a quick apartment for us to stay in. The landlords didn't speak any English, and we didn't speak any Russian and they wanted to know if I was married to any of the three guys (since there were only two beds). We were stacked in this tiny little apartment for two nights, with an elevator that couldn't accommodate all of us at once, and always sounded like it was going to crash at any moment.
I don't fall asleep too easily, unfortunately, otherwise, I'm sure I'd have a lot more strange sleeping places!
Reply to this well, at the moment i am sleeping in a university classroom, at hku...... not that strange, i guess.
i also slept on the marble bench thing around a fountain, under the colourful lights of macao casinos. that was pretty weird.
sleeping on beanbags full of clothes wasn't so weird, but not especially comfy.
and in reply to the thread about people sleeping on the great wall of china - well, i didn't sleep there, but someone had been camping there when i got there, there were the remains of a campfire and they'd also taken a shit a little further up!
Reply to this the usual airports, bus stations etc, various spare rooms, lounges, in the garage,
a prison cell in Peru - we were going to camp in the village square, the locals took offence (nicely, they were concerned about us not offended at us being there) and took us round to the only spare room in the village, the cell, the door wouldnt shut as a new telegraph pole was being stored in the (tiny) police station and took up the full length of the building. The lovely policeman shared his dinner with us and made us tea in the morning. Much better than our tent.
Have camped in a few weird and wonderful place, and parked up in our kombi too. in game parks where you can hear the animals all night.
In the hammock on boats and hostel gardens. On the beach. I love sleeping out under the stars...
In the Sudan Airways office in N'Djamena, Chad. Lovely people, fed us, gave us somewhere to sleep, but locked the door to the toilet. We were pleased to see them in the morning.
Reply to this I would have to say the most er... 'interesting' hostel I ever stayed in was in Latacunga, Ecuador. It was only $4 and recommended by the Lonely Planet so we figured it couldn't be too bad. Unfortunately it catered to a lot of 'short-term' traffic and the beds looked extremely questionable! What with the noises going on all night (and day come to that) and the graffitti all over the walls it didn't take us long to realise we were actually staying in a brothel. God knows what the owner though of two English guys and five girls checking in together!!!
Reply to this on top of my. merapi in east java, indonesia, it was pretty cold, so i slept close to a steam vent( its an active volcano)
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