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After Nearly missing a train to Avignon by falling flat asleep in the middle of the floor in the Gare de Lyon in Paris (I was awoken when my stomach was stepped on by a large frenchman), I was led to wonder:

What is the strangest place you have ever fallen asleep (passed out drunk counts), and what were the consequences (if any) of doing so?

I slept in a cemetery in Aylesford in Kent one night in 1980

In the middle of a roundabout after a heavy session. I was woken up when the morning rush hour traffic started

behind a car in one of my friend's driveway

A toilet in Clapham. I have no idea how I got there. I retrospectively pieced together that I traversed almost the entire northern line in order to find a pub that I could have a poo in. I woke up when someone was banging on the door after (I think) about 3 hours.

The most bizarre I have ever felt, was when I woke up in a toilet (recurring theme eh?), but didn't know where I was or even my own name. That was some party, I can tell you.

I slept in a cemetery in Aylesford in Kent one night in 1980

I presume your not far from Paddock Wood! (house!)


New Years Day at 3am 2008, camped outside Orpington station. Missed last train from Charring Cross to Paddock Wood, and Orpington via Beckenham was the only train left.

Also, April 2008, Tonbridge park.

It was VERY cold both nights.

When I was quite young, I once fell asleep in the car when my parents were driving my home...

In one summer thing form I fell asleep in a sleeping bag in the woods outside the camp.

Aside form those, I've never been able to fall asleep anywhere except a bed.

I slept for 2 nights in Belgium. Never again.

Toilet of my uni bar. That was the night freshers moved in. I showed them how it was done.

Toilet of my uni bar. That was the night freshers moved in. I showed them how it was done.

I tried to camp out in the toilets of the Union one night but got found by security just after closing.

I fell asleep on a patch of grass in the middle of Alton Towers theme park. I had been awake for 40 hours ('Cos we had to leave at 3 in the morning) And hadn't had any sleep the previous night. I just collapsed and had to be carried to the coach. :p

I tried to camp out in the toilets of the Union one night but got found by security just after closing.

I only slept for an hour...I think. I don't remember much. All I remember is being carried out of the bar and apparently I gave someone a thumbs up when they shouted my name. Good times

A couch in the hallway outside my perfectly serviceable hotel room. :tongue:

A couch in the hallway outside my perfectly serviceable hotel room. :tongue:
Heh, they should have given you a rebate for not messing up the bed :tongue:

I presume your not far from Paddock Wood! (house!)


New Years Day at 3am 2008, camped outside Orpington station. Missed last train from Charring Cross to Paddock Wood, and Orpington via Beckenham was the only train left.

Also, April 2008, Tonbridge park.

It was VERY cold both nights.

Hitchhiking from Canterbury to London, and it was also bloody cold.

Heh, they should have given you a rebate for not messing up the bed :tongue:

I was too hung over to think of that. :p

In apool of vomit, underneath a Humvee on a military installation.

In the snow, in Buffalo, NY, in the middle of January. Bad idea. :p

I slept for 2 nights in Belgium. Never again.

Thats tame.


Slept in a Hostel in Arnhem in Holland on a school trip.

About 11pm, I heard this pacing outside, my friends and I were up playing cards. We thought it was our teacher making sure the little runts in the years below were behaving. This pacing went on until we decided to go to bed at about midnight. pacing went on and on, and about 30 mins later, stopped outside our door, we could hear breathing. Whoever it was was there for a while. We knew it wasn't our teacher as he would of said something. 10 mins later, my friend said I'm opening that door! but he didn't... I ended up going covert style crawling to the door with a mirror and looking under. Yes, someone was there.

After a further 10 mins, the "person" slipped away, and one of my friends and I went out for a look. The door was really creaky, (why is it always noisy when you want to be quiet??) with belts in hands ready for anything! (yeah right) suddenly, there was this shuffle from the floor above, the lights came on and this fucking stamping, it was so loud I'm surprised it didn't wake anyone. We pegged it back in the room and shut the door, now if it was our teach, he would of gone ape at us. but no, who ever it was stood there for ages. and slowly left again.

We checked outside again, this time the lights came on, and instead of this stamping, quiet shuffling all the way from the end of the floor above to the bottom of the stairs, where at this point we were like fuck this, pushed the door too and I was there with my belt! (cos I am brave :3) my mate with his belt, ( the other 3 were either asleep or sitting there worried, one had phone in hand apparently)

Whoever it was stood outside for ages again, knowing our door was open, and walked off slowly after about 30 mins.

This is where we went next door, woke the girls, asked them if they heard anything, which they hadn't, told the teach in the morning, who told us to tell the hostel people, who said to us they had no security guard.

So, wtf that was I have no idea to this day. But I was pretty scared.

In apool of vomit, underneath a Humvee on a military installation.

Your own or someone else's vomit , it makes a difference?

I fell asleep with my eyes open, sitting on a desk in English class. (and yes, you read that correctly).

Your own or someone else's vomit , it makes a difference?

Maybe it was more than one person's vomit.

A train track. Passed out/Blacked out. Tequila. Only an indention on my shin for a couple months that was numb. I'm lucky considering some the people that I was associating with, and that the train only ran once a week.

Kijuju.

I only slept for an hour...I think. I don't remember much. All I remember is being carried out of the bar and apparently I gave someone a thumbs up when they shouted my name. Good times

Heh, I gave a toast to one of my best freinds at his Bachelor Party that went: "Here is to the best times that we will never actually remember! I love you (freind's name)! And I love you too Jose Cuervo!"

Wierdest place I ever fell asleep was the supply closet here at work.

After Nearly missing a train to Avignon by falling flat asleep in the middle of the floor in the Gare de Lyon in Paris

1.the pavements outside the Cherbourg railway station (back in 1995 during an Inter-Rail)
2.the lynoleum floor of a passenger car of the DB Luna Express (in 1996, another Inter-Rail)
3.the gym of my lyceum during various protest occupations

...that's it, more or less.

Anyway the less comfy place was a campsite near the Passo della Maddalena, in the Maritime Alps iirc. The campsite was above 2500 m over the sea level (that's more or less 7500 ft), it was the end of August, the temperature was between +5 °C and -10 °C (no snow, phew), and I was 7 - yes, my parents were a bit reckless.

The dirtiest place was a lice-ridden hostel in Dublin. Yeuch. I don't want to remember. It was worse than an hotel in Yugoslavia, near the Albanian border, back in 1984.

In apool of vomit, underneath a Humvee on a military installation.


a pool of vomit = the sux0rz. I don't know if that would be a + or - . Either way.. glad you lived through. Boo to vomit! Don't ever drink so much you might vomit.. and don't ever drink then try to NOT vomit, if you gotta vomit, you gotta vomit! Just do it.

Twice, I've been found curled up in the corner of the elevator at the dorm I've been living in. The first time, I was allowed to sleep there for three or four hours before one of the security guards dragged me out and made me go to my room. The second time, I was in a different building where the security guard's booth was right across from the elevator, so I was discovered almost immediately and sent on my way.
I also spent a whole weekend (Friday night 8 PM to Sunday night 8 PM) in Central Park. I didn't actually sleep Friday night (too nervous/excited), but in the wee hours of Sunday morning I curled up on a bench.

In the Philippines, I slept with my uncles in the back of a restaurant. The strange part was that it looked like a party room because it had shelves lined with... things (when I try to recall it, I see a yellow fuzz), but it also had bed posts attached to the wall. Oh, and there was only a curtain seperating us from the diners.

Twice, I've been found curled up in the corner of the elevator at the dorm I've been living in. The first time, I was allowed to sleep there for three or four hours before one of the security guards dragged me out and made me go to my room. The second time, I was in a different building where the security guard's booth was right across from the elevator, so I was discovered almost immediately and sent on my way.
I also spent a whole weekend (Friday night 8 PM to Sunday night 8 PM) in Central Park. I didn't actually sleep Friday night (too nervous/excited), but in the wee hours of Saturday morning I curled up on a bench.

LSD/Shrooms or Coc?

or .. just thought of this.. meth. That would sure as hell do it too. heh.

More than once on the toilet.

First time it happened when we had a conchie-party at our ambulance station. I went to the loo and fell asleep. When I woke up about 90 minutes later, the party was over and the lights were out. That was more than a decade ago.

Second time that happened to me was Father's Day a couple of years ago. Too much of the good ol' Jägermeister. We were having a BBQ on the lawn behind our apartment building, so one had to go to one's apartment to take a leak. When I didn't show up again after 45min one of the guys tied a rope around his belly and tarzaned himself onto my balcony. Luckily, mobile phones didn't have built-in cameras back then.

Other than alcohol-induced involuntary sleep, after a 24-hour shift with the EMS I was asked to pick up the laundry from another station on a hot and sunny summer's day - and I had a moment of microsleep. That was terrifying - I woke up when I was driving on the soft shoulder and the car started shaking, but nothing more happened that day. Phew.

I usually manage to either go home and sleep there or not let it come so far that I'd have to crash just anywhere.

LSD/Shrooms or Coc?

or .. just thought of this.. meth. That would sure as hell do it too. heh.
Nah. The elevators were the result of generic drunkenness, and the weekend in Central Park was just an experiment (like the time I burned my arm on a stove or drank my own semen).

Maybe it was more than one person's vomit.

A vomitory?

I backpacked a lot, all around Europe then India, Asia, Australia and so on round the world, so a lot of train stations, beaches, parks, dodgy hostels and more.

The weirdest though was after a party at my house when I woke up in a field half a mile from my home, which is fine, except I had a pillow with me, which seems to indicate there was some planning behind my choice.

Nah. The elevators were the result of generic drunkenness, and the weekend in Central Park was just an experiment (like the time I burned my arm on a stove or drank my own semen).


Glad I'm not alone on burning my arm.

The weirdest though was after a party at my house when I woke up in a field half a mile from my home, which is fine, except I had a pillow with me, which seems to indicate there was some planning behind my choice.

Once, camping with some friends, we stayed up for a good 40 hours, just because we felt like seeing if we could. Needless to say, the sleep afterwards was incredibly deep, and incredibly long. Unfortunately, I mostly-unconsciously stumbled over to a sleeping place which happened to be on an incline. I awoke nearly a full day later in a clearing over 500 yards away from where I started, unable to see or hear any of my friends. I spent a good hour preparing to survive in the wilderness by myself until i looked up the hill, and saw a familiar landmark, and realized what had happened...

Some people actually sleep in coffins like vampires.

Driving home from Disneyland. Fortunately my kids kept poking me and waking me up or none of us would be here now. I've never gotten behind the wheel when I was that tired since.

The cab of my truck turned out to be quite comfortable. Thanks to that job I can sleep damn near anywhere, anytime of day in about any position.

On the ferry from Sardinia to mainland Italy I was to cheap to pay for a proper sleeping place like a bed or one of those reclining chairs so I crashed on a couch in the lounge right near the bar.

I also found a friend one morning asleep in the parking lot of the gas station in the town I was living/working in. He had attempted to walk home from the bar the night before but didn't quite make it I guess.

Taking the bus back to my apartment from watching the Boston Marathon.

My friends said they watched me go from sober to drunk in about five minutes, as everything hit me. I wandered off, caught a bus, and went home to nap.

Once, camping with some friends, we stayed up for a good 40 hours, just because we felt like seeing if we could. Needless to say, the sleep afterwards was incredibly deep, and incredibly long. Unfortunately, I mostly-unconsciously stumbled over to a sleeping place which happened to be on an incline. I awoke nearly a full day later in a clearing over 500 yards away from where I started, unable to see or hear any of my friends. I spent a good hour preparing to survive in the wilderness by myself until i looked up the hill, and saw a familiar landmark, and realized what had happened...

Camping with friends is awesome. One year, rather than wake up in the tent or in the car I found myself under the tent itself which indicated it had been a good night.

I woke up in a PCbang(think cheap dirty internet cafe) in Korea. now Idea how i got there but i was lead by a bottle.

Driving home from Disneyland. Fortunately my kids kept poking me and waking me up or none of us would be here now. I've never gotten behind the wheel when I was that tired since.

Ooh, my mother fell asleep at the wheel driving us all back from Spain, we went off the motorway and flew into an olive plantation.

Amazingly none of us were hurt, the car even made it back to the UK although that was a little silly as well as the roof was rippled unbeknownst to us.

My father had to drive all the way, I can't even begin to imagine how a mother might feel.

Driving home from Disneyland. Fortunately my kids kept poking me and waking me up or none of us would be here now. I've never gotten behind the wheel when I was that tired since.


Rode with my best friend back in 92? in her sisters RX-7 .. sister driving, Sandy (great girl, love her to death) fell asleep on the highway.. I have never understood that. She wasn't drinking, smoking .. nothing. I can be ripped out the frame but I'm not about to knock off in mid drive. Anyway. I was awake .. I woke her up, with no problems. I led us to a seedy side of town , and we commenced to get ripped.



Before the 'bad influence' coems in.. We were just doing what we did back home.. I just had a knack for finding it in strange areas. Like the Beach.

In the toilets of a gay bar in town. I went downstairs to throw up, got as far as the toilets and just passed out for an hour or so. My friends took photos :(

I also fell asleep behind my desk at my old job...in a crown court. Luckily it was only for a couple of seconds (I think) and the judge didn't notice.

A hospital, waiting for an x-ray. Damn car crash victim, I had a hurt foot!

I once fell asleep in a back alley in the city once, fortuantly when I woke my wallet was still in my pocket, and my pants were still up.

I have fallen asleep on a pile of iron ore pellets before and in the back of a ute that was being driven at the time.

I have an ability to be able to fall asleep almost anywhere at any time (if I am tired) so needless to I have slept in many different places in many different positions.

Omg! I forgot the caféteria of the Deutsches Museum für Wissenschaft (the science museum) in München. It was 10 in the morning, and I had a large cup of coffee in front of me. And I fell asleep, and snored.

What is the strangest place you have ever fallen asleep (passed out drunk counts), and what were the consequences (if any) of doing so?

I once fell asleep standing up during gym class.

Beyond that, a drunken night, followed by waking up in a cocoon of blankets on the floor of my friends basement is the oddest tale I have.

There was also the time I fell asleep in the theater during Hunt for Red October. I remember Jack Ryan getting on a plane, the next thing I knew a submarine was literally jumping out of the water.

In a "skeleton closet" at a Halloween party. The night ended with me waking up in hospital, dressed as a schoolgirl: good times.

*snip*

That's pretty scary stuff. Did the door have a lock? Do you think it may have been a ghost?

Camping with friends is awesome. One year, rather than wake up in the tent or in the car I found myself under the tent itself which indicated it had been a good night.
Was the tent put up, or just draped over you?

A few times I drunkenly passed out in a toilet, and one time awoke to find everyone had left and I was locked in. Fortunately, there was someone around at 3am and I cycled home. Good times. Best cycle ride evar.

standing in military formation, back when i was in the air force to avoid being sent to viet nam.

bus depots and train stations and on buses and trains, yes.

the places that give me difficulty to sleep are when there are people i know walking around and yakking at each other. if they were quieter and talking in an unfamiliar language it wouldn't bother me.

i'm just too cognizant of the reality that people you know are statistically a greater threat, more often, then complete straingers. especially if the straingers are outside, away from where you are, or out of eyesight of it, and don't know you're there.

i've slept in some of the usual places homeless people sleep too, though usually further away from centers of urban activity then most drunks seem to be able to stumble.

also study cubicles at colleges and universities i wasn't a student at (though pretty much looked and acted like one, having been one at other colleges and universities and thus not finding this at all difficult)

floors in other people's houses, construction sites when no one was working there, under the displays in a museum i docented at, the list does go rather on. empty houses and houses of people i was house sitting for.

and of course out in the boonies, more then a day's walk from the nearest house or store.
i think those were always the best places with the best most gratifying dreams.

Was the tent put up, or just draped over you?

Put up and pegged down. It appeared that rather than crawl into the tent, I decided to make like a worm and crawl on under.:tongue:

After Nearly missing a train to Avignon by falling flat asleep in the middle of the floor in the Gare de Lyon in Paris (I was awoken when my stomach was stepped on by a large frenchman), I was led to wonder:

What is the strangest place you have ever fallen asleep (passed out drunk counts), and what were the consequences (if any) of doing so?

hmmm... the strangest place? Bathroom floor of a hospital. no consequences.

but when I was a kid... I fell asleep in a large roll away closet. I woke up to find my family looking for me.

Strangest place to fall asleep?

Under a tree, Muniellos Natural Reserve, Asturias. It was the middle of winter. I had snow all over me.:tongue:

Strangest, and most uncomfortable,

1984, my first real Grateful Dead road trip, Rochester, NY...My ride up went home, but I had tickets to the following night in Niagra Falls. I hitched a ride on a true psychadelic "tour" bus. The venue was in the middle of the city (I think) and they dumped myself and eight other psychonaughts into the streets (all the beds, and floor space on-bus were already filled anyway) We wandered around looking at the no vacancy signs, and ended up spending the night in the stairwell on the fourth floor of a parking garage next to the Convention Center...

In bed, which is pretty out there, for this thread.

In bed, which is pretty out there, for this thread.

I've fallen asleep in my bed, and woken up the next day tucked nicely into the covers, facing entirely the opposite direction with my feet rested on my pillow, and a giant bruise on the back of my neck from laying on the foot rail.

I forgot the one (and only!) time I fell asleep at the movie theater. The film was "The Cider House Rules" which I went to watch after a 12 hour day at the Volkswagen assembly line. I can't really remember when exactly I fell asleep, but I woke up during the credits. When I asked my buddy next to me how the movie ended he just shrugged - he also fell asleep and I woke him when I asked him. :D

The most unusual sleep place is probably at my old job at a video store. I managed to fall asleep standing at the counter, actually processing a transaction. Just for a second or two, but it was enough for me to decide I needed an urgent time-out and go grab a couple of stiff coffees.

I also once fell asleep about two-thirds of the way down a staircase, after stopping and sitting for a minute...

definetly on the sewer grate outside my house then i was woken up at 5 am when someone honked at me

oh i forgot i also fell asleep in my house and then woke up the next day ontop of my stove and in latin class i also used to fall asleep sitting up and i would answer the questions my teacher asked correctly (best years ever)

I remember going to sleep on the floor of a toilet at a friends house (maybe I passed out) anyway the next morning I woke up and felt something rather heavy on my foot. Turned out it was a Winnie the Pooh plush toy. I looked around and jumped up wondering where the fuck I was. I had somehow managed to crawl from the toilet floor into my mate's sisters bed, don't know how, don't know why and don't remember doing it at all.

I am glad that because of the party his parents had seen fit to ensure she was staying over at a friends house that night (she was only 9 at the time)

oh i forgot i also fell asleep in my house and then woke up the next day ontop of my stove and in latin class i also used to fall asleep sitting up and i would answer the questions my teacher asked correctly (best years ever)

I would hope the stove wasn't turned on...

The grass in front of my friend's house in a pile of my own vomit. Next to a highway.

Wales.

That's pretty scary stuff. Did the door have a lock? Do you think it may have been a ghost?

I blame German Tourists.

Nah serious. some dodgy looking guys walked into the hostel about an hour after we arrived speaking German :S

Yes the door had a lock, but curiosity got the better of us, and then stopped us thinking.

Ghost, hmm, personally I feel this is an reasonable explanation. But not the first one that popped up into my head. I've never believed or disbelieved in ghosts so it would be pretty cool if it were to be one.

I once fell asleep in my car in a parking garage.

I blame German Tourists.

Nah serious. some dodgy looking guys walked into the hostel about an hour after we arrived speaking German :S

Yes the door had a lock, but curiosity got the better of us, and then stopped us thinking.

Yeah I see, pretty scary stuff.

Ghost, hmm, personally I feel this is an reasonable explanation. But not the first one that popped up into my head. I've never believed or disbelieved in ghosts so it would be pretty cool if it were to be one.

It would be awesome if it was, but does keep you awake at times. A house I was living in I reckon had a ghost in it. There would be times when I knew I was the only one in the house and I would hear someone walking down the hallway.

I blame German Tourists.

Nah serious. some dodgy looking guys walked into the hostel about an hour after we arrived speaking German :S

Yes the door had a lock, but curiosity got the better of us, and then stopped us thinking.
Next time, use the lock. They're after you. :rolleyes:

Behind somebodys house in Germany. I was wandering down a trail that I'd found and trying to figure out where I should spend the night. There was a park bench behind this house and a full 12 pack lying there. I woke up with snow covering me. I decided I should depart both to get the feeling back in my legs and to avoid having to pay for a bunch of beer.

I spent the next night in a train station with a homeless woman who kept reminding me that people can, have and will die of the common cold.

In a 2 person pup tent about 100 yards from Gouverneur correctional facility, just inside the tree line.

In a 4 person tent with 5 men. It was slightly...awkward.

Let's see ehhm.

Ok I fell a sleep (passed out) on the front lawn of a neighbor house. I was woken up by the water hose.

Underneath a stairwell in a large apartment building, being escorted out by the super.

I can't recall how many times on the subway, trains, bus, taxis pretty much anything that moves generally a conductor or a cleaner wakes me up.So that means it is about 4:30Am and normally you have to be a work around 9:00. Lots of coffee and cigarettes and normally you are okay.