>You seem really well traveled anon, will you tell us some of your stories?

>You seem really well traveled anon, will you tell us some of your stories?

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  1. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I once saw a man get his spine snapped in Manila

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      nice

  2. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    Sure! Wanna hear about the time I injured my prostate after getting high on meth with a thai troony and then demanding they make me hands-free orgasm, first with their dick then with a silicone sex toy?

  3. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    "Nah, I won't bore you with the details. Once you've heard one story about some schmuck's trip to Europe, you've heard them all."

  4. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    this one time I was in a yakuza hooker bar in Shinjuku I got into a fight over drinks and got all my money back while staring down some old Japanese gangster. I then got drunk at a 7 and Holdings and danced with some guy dressed up as a Christmas tree. December in Tokyo is the best. You should try it.

  5. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    This happened back in africa.

    My friend had a roadside stand at a busy intersection in a small beachside town where he would sell smuggled nigerian petrol, basically just an improvised wooden table with a canopy.
    I used to spend my days sitting there and hanging out while I wasn't working.

    We were living close to the nigerian border to petrol smugglers would often pass by driving their motorcycles on full speed carrying 75l at a time.

    One time while we were sitting there and drinking beer an undercover police car intentionally crashed into a smuggler's bike knocking him to the ground, one of the 25l canisters instantly cracked and gasoline spilled everywhere and while yhe cop car was still moving a police officer jumped out holding an AK-47 and ran to the smuggler who was on the ground woth his bike.

    They talked for a little bit and the police took his motorcycle as a bribe and told the guy to go home but he didn't have any money so the cop told the smuggler to sell his remaining petrol to my friend for 1/10 of the standard price to get money for transport.

    My friend bought the petrol and the guy went home looking very disappointed.

    The funniest thing is that we both just sat there completely unfaced by what happened because in that area it's such an everyday random occurence.
    I have so many stories like that.

    I really want to go back, god I miss africa.

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      Are you black?

      • 4 months ago
        Anonymous

        ¼ black, african, ¼ white african, ½ white european

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      Tell us more. I want to go too but I'm worried about the infrastructure. My job requires a stable internet and somewhat fast connection (so I need stable electricity too). I'm sure the capitals are fine. My worry is the provincial cities/capitals.

      • 4 months ago
        Anonymous

        >stable internet
        I've never experienced connection issues but only a small handful regions across the continent have stable electricity.

        Generator + starlink should allow you to work anywhere.

        I do have to warn that most of africa isn't very fun for the middle and upper class, in fact it sucks because you're always disconnected from 95% of everything going on in the city.
        Africa is for the poor, if you want ro really enjoy it you have to go closer to that level because otherwise you either end up only interacting with boring, bland middle class people who are paranoid about everything and just spend their free timr sitting in restaurants and hanging out with hipsters and loser-at-home type expats while most people see no value in you as a person besides the possibility of ripping you off for easy money.

        The middle class and expat scene in africa is really lame and depressing.

        The poor african suffering meme is a myth created by white people and corrupt african officials, most poor people think their greatest struggle is having to use iphone 6s instead of 15 pro max.
        Even if you sell potatoes on the street you still get to live in a house, ride taxi as your maince form of transport, smoke weed daily and hang out in bars drinking beer and only eating in streetside restaurants.

        If you want to be comfortable I wouldn't recommend most of africa, you'll just end up disconnected and alienated from all the fun and meaningful stuff.

        Also if you go there and do some IT bs thing and make x10 the local median salary you'll just fit the white lazy privileged easy-money, no effort stereotype.

        • 4 months ago
          Anonymous

          >Generator + starlink should allow you to work anywhere.
          I'm not doing that.
          >Also if you go there and do some IT bs thing and make x10 the local median salary you'll just fit the white lazy privileged easy-money, no effort stereotype.
          And wtf is wrong with that? Also where are you in Africa. It's literally the second biggest continent in earth

          • 4 months ago
            Anonymous

            >And wtf is wrong with that?

            It doesn't suck in countries where the society has adapted to the existence of a large middle class.

            If you want to live a middle class lifestyle there os n9 good reason to do it in africa when you could just go to south east asia , caribbean, latin america or europe instead.

            Also as I already mentioned, you have to rely on things like generators starlink and to maintain a decent infrastructure.

            Also in west africa for example you'd have to get used to seeing soldiers with sub machine guns guarding a super market out of paranoia as a day-to-day thing.

            I'm not saying the middle class itself is bad or lame, I'm just saying that it's bad in most african countries.
            Paranoia and privilege in a poor society makes people act weird, repressed and reclusive.

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      >one of the 25l canisters instantly cracked and gasoline spilled everywhere
      Remarkable that a fire didn't start. Somebody forgot to pay his bribe, LOL.

    • 3 months ago
      Anonymous

      Big "Empire of Dust" vibes.

    • 3 months ago
      Anonymous

      kino

  6. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    this one time i went to a new city and autism walked around all day until it was time to go back to my hotel room and get takeaway

  7. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I once met a man whose peers were birds.

    I was staying at a friends beach house in Montezuma, Costa Rica (which the locals referred to as Monte FUMA COCA rica, get it?). I had just finished almost wrecking a rental ATV and almost breaking my pelvis…the handlebars were completely bent so in horrific pain, I stood in the jungle, breathing air so thick and wet it felt like soup, wracking the handlebar repeatedly with a stone until FINALLY it got … basically aligned.

    Defeated, I returned the ATV and hobbled my way to a watering hole on the beach. That’s when I saw him. Standing all of 5’0, weighing 90 lbs or less - there he stood. Adorned in what I can only describe as, “a trash bag”. He had fashioned a few black hefty bags and duct tape into a makeshift suit, covering every inch of his body up to his neck. It looked almost tailor made, how well he had made this thing.

    He sat alone for a moment, reflecting in solitude under a palm tree when suddenly he let out a YELP, followed by an odd series of whistles. Then, out of thin air, some 60 odd birds (of all variety mind you, this is CR after all. Seabirds, toucans…other birds, I don’t know, I’m not an orinothologist). Screeching and cawing, encircling the Garbage Prophet from above. Then, as if they were all in sync, those who could fit landed on his shoulder, arms, and scalp. Those who didn’t fit landed on the ground nearby him.

    Astounded, I tried to approach him. When I got within 8 feet or so, the birds started cawing manically at me. It was absurdly loud. I was scared, bruised, and beaten. Too confused and in too much pain to find out more - I simply soaked in the image, turned around, and went inside to grab a beer. When I asked the bartender about him, his half-hearted smile turned into an anxious grimace. His eyes darted back and forth and he only spoke one word…”Gilberto.”

    I never did see him again, despite all my efforts.

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      I almost bit my nails reading that. Assuming this actually happened and isn't a well written larp, that's crazy.

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      my favorite Hey Arnold episode

  8. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I stayed in same hostel in Barcelona for 4 months and it can be cool but making memories with your frienes is so much better than "deep conversation" with other lonely travellers. Most of the time it starts from where are you from then travel story competition or cringe hippy discussion

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      >making memories with your friends is so much better
      That is, if you have long-term friends who are able to travel the world with you.
      >deep conversation with other lonely travelers
      IMO, unless you meet someone with high emotional intelligence who takes an intense interest in your life struggles, you should avoid unloading your emotional baggage on people you meet. For instance, instead of venting your frustration with not getting laid, discuss the causes and effects of inceldom, and its variations across societies. Then tie it in to your own personal experience.
      In my experience, high intelligence + high awareness of the "big picture" + high alcohol consumption is the ticket to the most fascinating and uncensored conversations. Conversations that you would NEVER have with people back home, out of fear of being ostracized and slapped with a toxic label.

  9. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I killed two men in Johannesburg and I'm not going there no more

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      >omg that's not funny anon. you don't joke about something like that

  10. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I missed a bus once.

  11. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I took a wrong turn into a dead end alleyway in Washingtons DC and came face to face with a 7 foot tall troony in a dress holding an assault rifle. I reversed my geo metro and drove backwards as fast as it would go blindly into a busy intersection to get away.

  12. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    in 2015 i posted in a korean thread that I was in Busan and I met up with an anon, we taught eachother slang, drank, smoked and 헌팅

    led to a hot christmas in new zealand

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      헌팅 with anon in Busan sounds fun

  13. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I had sex with a lot of hookers in Thailand

  14. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    One time when I was driving in Baltimore after seeing an Orioles game, I saw a homeless person commit suicide by jumping off an overpass onto the road in front of us. He landed about 10 feet from our car while we were at a light. I don't think he was dead because it wasn't high enough, just severely injured. I drove right around him without even tapping the breaks to give him a second look.

  15. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    I was in Beijing on a Study Tour with other Brits. I had become accustomed to people around me having a limited command of English. I can speak some Mandarin so it wasn't much of an issue.
    As has happened to us all at some point, I had eaten something that upset my stomach, but we were going to the Great Wall of China and I didn't want to miss the opportunity so I grew a pair and went. What they don't tell you is that it goes on for fricking miles. You think you're at the top, but you're not and you're only 1/10th of the way up.
    Forgetting that I was on one of the most visited tourist sites in the world, and a little too comfortable with the idea of no one around me understanding me, I loudly exclaimed to my group that "There better be a bog somewhere, I'm desperate for a shit"
    A group going the other way burst out laughing, which caused us to burst out laughing too.
    Fun times

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      did you shit at the great wall or not?

      • 3 months ago
        Anonymous

        I can't recall unfortunately

    • 3 months ago
      Anonymous

      That masonry work looks like it was done yesterday. Are even the antiquities in China cheap forgeries?
      >what they don't tell you is that it goes on for fricking miles
      m8 i'll tell you right now it's the longest structure on earth, that's kind of the point

  16. 4 months ago
    Anonymous

    Despite it being a touristy hell, running with the bulls in Pamplona was so insanely fun. My travel buddy and I had no plans for our last two days in Barcelona, so we hopped on the last bus into Pamplona arriving at 1AM. Spent the next 3 hours getting blitzed on Sangria. People would pour it from balconies into your mouth. We had to don white clothing with a red sash in order to partake in the event. They were stained purple by morning from all of the Sangria splashing around. Eventually people gathered in the lane. "You have to start behind the corner of death or else you have no machismo," this old man explained to us. Taking photos from inside the barrier? Bystanders pulled you out. Not wearing the proper attire? Straight out. We heard a whistle and this rumbling crescendo behind us. People starting piling up on each other in the choke point so much so that you had to worry more about falling over other tourists than getting hooked by a bull.

    • 4 months ago
      Anonymous

      The run ends inside an open stadium. I had no idea what was supposed to happen then. Couldn't find my friend for a while at this point so I tried to search the crowd. Such a clusterfrick of people running everywhere trying to get out. Then this Spaniard pulls me by the arm, "come with me." He brings me to the side of the stadium that opened into a dark hallway. Everyone huddled around, kneeling, hands placed over the backs of their necks. I just copied them. Then I heard trampling of hooves getting louder and louder and I'm thinking what the frick am I doing here? But nobody else moved a muscle. The trampling seemed very close and then ceased completely. I felt a light brush of air over the backs of my hands. Then all at once everyone got up and scattered. I turn around to see that this bull had jumped over us and was now running straight at me.

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