Oh do tell. lol I once got so drunk, I fell asleep on a ferry and went back to where I was coming from. lol
i really can't think of any place particularly weird. just stuff like waking up on my floor, or on various strangers' couches.
Me and two friends got lost in a Provincial Park Stoned on LSD and walked around in the rain all night long because we couldn't find our car until a police officer picked us up and drove us around for over an hour until he had to get off work and we still couldn't find our car so he dropped us off at the park entrance we spotted the booth that the guy stands in to take money from people entering the park at the entrance so we broke in and all three of us slept in this tiny little booth waiting for someone to come to work and help us find our car when the sun came up and it stopped raining we went out and walked about 20 yards and found our car the end
I was always careful to remain completely relaxed when I was on the sound control desk at a film premier, because any stress that releases adrenaline shuts down hearing and I would have deafened the audience. One evening, I took it a step too far and fell asleep. It was all the Queens fault, for selecting such a boring film for the Royal Film Performance. I just hoped that I was not snoring.
hid out on a construction site probably (every night for a couple of weeks. always woke and left before sunrise, came back long after dark). pickup bed of a 64 datsun pickup, likewise my 59 chevy panel, and a 49 ford one i had another time, that wasn't nearly long enough to get comfortable, another time, for several weeks (may have been months), out in the woods without a tent or sleeping bag, just a plastic ground cloth and a couple of old blankets. may have been stranger ones. lived on a VERY small boat for about six months once upon a time. on greyhound buses occasionally back in the day. then there was a pole and plywood cabin on a kind of commune/rez, that had part of the body of a van for a 'bedroom', lived there for i don't remember, maybe a year or most of one.
The first night I ever got drunk, I slept on a friend's pool table in his basement. I didn't get much sleep. I remember walking home with my gf in the morning. I was hungover and didn't feel very good. She bought me a powerade and sausage roll on the walk home.
In the apartment, when I forgot my key in the course. No alcohol included. Some few times, I passed out in the street but I was taken to hospital at those moments so I slept at the hospital, which isnt a very strange place to sleep at.
A Forest Fire watch tower in the white mountain national forest. All night long the tower would sway back and forth with the wind, and it felt as if the tower would topple over at any minute. It was by far the scariest night of my life