Whether it was a cross country trip, a bike ride or on your commute to work, what is the creepiest thing you’ve seen while traveling?

  • osmn@lemmy.ml
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    1 year ago

    I’ve posted this a couple times in similar threads on Reddit, and never really got any speculation. Of course nobody can have a definitive answer, but I’d be super interested to hear what anyone else thinks.

    So I had just gotten out of Army basic training about a month prior, and had my first drill at my first unit. It was a pretty long drill, about 5 days, so I was already pretty out of it, and not to mention nervous as hell after meeting my chain of command, etc.

    Come the final day of drill we get out really late, like the latest allowable time, 11:59 or some crazy shit. I lived about 2.5 hours away from my unit, and had ROTC PT at 6am the morning after. I was dead exhausted.

    I started to leave and got on the turnpike and about 10 minutes into this drive I could already feel the sleep hitting me hard, and I had to pee really bad. I found the first rest station and decided to stop there, pee, and grab a coffee, and maybe a meal. I dragged myself from the car into the station, and walked in a haze towards the bathrooms. Within like, 10 seconds, I realized there was a woman at the sink washing her hands. I was confused for about 5 seconds, then realized my mistake, turned right around and went for the male bathrooms.

    I decided to take a stall to sit down and relax for a couple minutes as the rest station was pretty dead. In fact, there was nobody else in the bathroom. I didn’t give it a second thought, and sat down. About 2-3 minutes later I saw 4 sandled feet standing infront of my stall door. Not slightly near the door, but - get this - almost feet sticking under the gap, toes directly facing me. These were not children’s feet either, for sure two grown men.

    My heart starts pounding out of my chest. I wait 5 minutes more, and they’re STILL standing right there. What the FUCK is going?!!!

    I try to calm myself, take a couple deep breaths and allow myself to think straight. By now it’s been about 10 minutes of them standing right there. I can hear them speaking in Spanish about “this man right here” though my Spanish isn’t that great. I decide to text my dad my location, and tell him to call the police if I don’t respond in 45 minutes.

    15 minutes now.

    20

    30

    After about 40 minutes they FINALLY decide to leave. I don’t know where they might be waiting, probably outside the bathroom entrance. I text my dad to postpone another 20 minutes. I wait even longer until I hear another person walk in with a child like pitter patter of footsteps with him. They speak a bit, and it’s very audibly a man and his son.

    Without even thinking about how me being targeted could put them in danger, I use the opportunity of witnesses being present to bolt from the stall. I didn’t care about washing my hands, and SUPER WALKED out of the rest station to my car, called my dad to ensure him I was fine, and told him what happened, then went on my way.

    I still don’t know what the hell that was. Was I being targeted for “snooping” in the girl’s bathroom? Was a big supporter of the military about to shake my hand? Was I being targeted for being in uniform?

    I’ll never know.

    • TravelsInObscurity@lemmy.worldOP
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      1 year ago

      Definitely creepy. I’d guess they were angry relatives of the girl, but maybe they were just targeting you for an unrelated reason. I think if they were standing directly in front of your stall they were waiting for you, though.

    • DonatellaHibachi@lemmy.world
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      1 year ago

      I’m just happy you waited until they left so you lived to tell me this story without any resolve.

      Like, I dono, I wasn’t there, wtf you asking me for?!

      ;P

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    1 year ago

    I had to smuggle myself into my own country through an illegal dirt road with sketchy people, in a zone that is very well known for being controlled by Guerrilla and they just had a lethal confrontation with the Colombian military the day before.

    For me it was a really scarry experience, but for the people living there, is just tuesday.

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        1 year ago

        I was in the Colombian side of the border when the Venezuela AID 2019 happened. It’s a long story that someday I’ll write into a book, but I was left stranded in Colombia for about a week until I finally managed to go back to Venezuela.

  • Sploosh the Water@vlemmy.net
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    1 year ago

    My spouse and I had a very long layover between red eye flights and decided to get a ride to a nearby motel to catch a few hours of sleep before going back to the airport early in the morning to catch our next flight. This was in a southern state in the US.

    It turned out to be a super sketchy motel and it was really late at night when we got there. We could tell it was in a rough part of the city, driving past houses on the street all had bars over the windows and doors, lots of trash blowing across the street, stuff like that.

    We go inside to sign in and get our room and the clerk mumbles something we can’t understand and asks us to wait for a few minutes. Then while we’re sitting in the lobby, a huge pickup truck pulls up outside with a white guy driving it. Two Hispanic guys get out of the cab, an older man and a boy. They walk in and start talking quietly with the clerk. They both seemed really nervous and kept glancing nervously at the pickup running outside. After a few minutes the clerk led them both away somewhere and then the truck drove away and the clerk called us up and signed us in.

    I think it might have been some kind of human trafficking/smuggling thing, but idk. It just was so weird, everybody involved was acting really nervous and on edge. I hope both of them are alright, we obviously never saw them again or even saw where they got led off to.

  • filthypoor@lemmy.world
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    1 year ago

    My friend and I got stopped by the police in Cozumel for driving on the wrong road. They threatened to take our IDs, which led to the need to bribe them not to. Not necessarily scary in a “fear for my life” way, but it also delayed us enough that we had to ride a rented moped in the dark for a few miles to get back in time for the ferry.