About 10 years ago I took the ferry to Staten Island from Manhattan with a friend who was hell-bent on finding the Wu-Tang house. Something about Staten Island creeped me out from the moment we stepped off the ferry 'til we got back on it. We walked around the dreary streets for a few hours while I was stricken with a dull and unfounded case of the willies, as though something really terrible had happened there. Eventually, I bought a bottle of Bosco and caught the next ferry back.

Wtf? I don't understand it to this day.

Mine might not be that weird actually but it has really stuck with me. One time when I was 14 I went to lyme pits with some friends. After parking, getting there involved hiking through about a half mile of dense woods, wriggling through an opening under a tall wire fence, and walking train tracks for a quarter mile or so. Then, emerging from the woods and all I could see was weird white dunes. Water was sitting in the valleys of the dunes from the last time it rained and I could hear it sizzling with the lyme. We were looking for skeletons of corpses the mob supposedly dump there. Didn't find any. It was a really clear weird feeling night though and the lyme pit imagery was pretty intense.

ant man bee wrote:

scott wrote:On the catwalk of the United Center. Holy frick is that a long way down!

Climbing up the fire escapes of highrise buildings in downtown Chicago to do on their roofs. Not *super* tall buildings, but a good 30 or 40 stories. The scariest part is at the very top, making the transition from the fire escape onto the actual roof.

How exactly do you get to see all of this stuff? Are you a firefighter or what?

Catwalk of the UC was with a field trip from one of my college classes (Advanced Acoustical Design).

Fire escapes of buildings downtown... that was the sorta stuff we did for fun when I was in my first two years of college... climbing into and onto things was just something we did to get exercise and be sneaky or something. Just good clean (mostly) fun for no money.

My work is what gets me into places like military bases and NIH and FDA and stuff. Cause I'm an acoustical guy now.

At least on my top 5 would be this place i visited last week in Wisconsin.........

http://www.thehouseontherock.com/

i'd be interested to hear steve's answer to this question.

i'd put iceland's blue lagoon on my list.

the great dunes in southern colorado....

athabasca glacier, in alberta...

hmm.

Walmart.
I have never been so scared of watching human interaction in my entire life.

Actually, I think the Masonic Temple here in NYC was the wierdest place I have been.

The vibe in that place...very very bizarre.

My friend took me to a porn/sex toy store in Kenosha in '03. Actually, I should say two guys I vaguely knew took me and my two friends into a car and drove us to a porn store against our will. Turns out the vehicle was an old cop car and since my friends and myself were in back, we could not escape. They free-styled for the duration of the trip about how we were their "bitches", "prisoners" etc. I recall but one line of this 45 minute rap-sterpiece:

"Y'all ain't got no class
I be fuckin' ya in the ass"

On the trip home after leaving this porn store, one of these two gentlemen showed us the contents of his shopping bag. He had purchased two DVDs (one involving women and horses), two types of lubricant, and not one, not two, but three cock rings. The cock rings he removed from their packaging, placed two of them on a chain which he wore as a necklace (which he wears to this day). He proceeded to place the third cock ring in its proper place, which he waved around a bit, rapping, playing the Verve Pipe in the background, drinking Sprite Remix. My friends and I looked on in horror wishing we could either leave the vehicle or spray him with something. So we grabbed the lube. This didn't make matters better. So was this car the wierdest place I've been?

No. Yellowstone National Park was wierder.

Russia...

The Middle East