Epic drunk walks home

[justlookingaround]

Do you remember where abouts in Ringwood?

It actually happened just outside of Ringwood... just over into Wantirna, outside the milkbar across from the 901 to Frankston stop.

 

[justlookingaround]

Here's an article about the whole ordeal...
http://www.heraldsun.com.au/news/na...urne-city-street/story-fndo3ewo-1226547118667

 

[Plugger35]

In the states last year, smallish town called Savannah. Decided I needed a hair cut, hairdresser was amazing in every way. She loved my accent and found me hilarious so I knew it was on. Started turning the topic to the nightlife to entice her out, she agreed to meet me at this sports bar later on that night.

I managed to walk out without writing the name of the place down. Anyway, went out to dinner first (with contiki at this stage of the trip) and then headed to a bar for an hour for some prinks. Got decently drunk playing drinking games before deciding to go for a walk and try find this place, I had no idea what the name was. I think I found it but the place was dead so I left to go drink with mates again....at some point during the night I decided (at 2 O'clock) that "hey, this hairdresser will surely still be there, there's only about 8 bars in this town I can find her" so off I went. I walked for a good 2 hours looking into clearly shutdown pubs calling out her name (how romantic) ... eventually hanging my head in a mixture of shame and coming down from my alcoholic high's, it was time to go to the hotel.

Shit, can't remember the name of the hotel either, there's no one around to ask and the bar we were at is now deserted and closed. So I walk around, I did remember that the hotel was made out of brick...go me. After another hour the police pull over next to me, asking me enough questions to find out I'm an o.k. bloke, they offer me a lift, they start rattling off hotel names until bells start ringing. We then proceed on a 20 minute drive with them asking me all sorts of questions about Australia: weather, koalas, criminal activity, beaches and the laid back attitude all get covered. Best police officers I've ever met, saved me from walking indefinitely.

A similar thing happened to me when I was on a night out with my tour group in Kusadasi in Turkey but there were no friendly cops to help me out.

We started the night at a Turkish function where we were playing drinking games with straight shots of Raki. The rest of the night is a blur, after the function we headed to a local nightclub which I had only vague memories of. Somehow at the nightclub I managed to get separated from everyone else in my tour group which was a major problem because I couldn't remember the name of our hotel so couldn't ask anyone for directions. All I knew was that it was a big white hotel with a swimming pool which wasn't much help either since Kusadasi is a big resort town with a lot of big white hotels with swimming pools.

I ended up wandering around the town for hours trying to find my hotel without any luck. Some dodgy little Turkish bloke befriended me at one stage and told me he could find my hotel if I gave him some money, I said I'd only give him some money if he found it but he didn't know where he was going either and just led me on a wild goose chase. In the end I gave him some money just to piss off and leave me alone.

After getting more and more lost I decided to call it quits and slept in the foyer of another hotel in one of their armchairs. After being kicked out the next morning by a staff member there I was able to find my hotel in about 10 minutes, makes a big difference when it's daylight and you've sobered up.

It may have been posted

Reminds me of this video from a couple of years ago.

 

[chargers 09]

Richmond to Mentone is very impressive. I live 30kms from the city, so walking would take me a good 5 hours. Depending on my state of drunkenness... I will not, under any circumstance be doing that.

During the walk there was a construction sight on Nepean highway somewhere and I dropped a shit on a Bobcats seat. The tradies reaction in the morning would have been hilarious.

 

[I bleed Blue]

Once me and a mate tried to walk home from the CBD to Keysborough. Couldn't get a taxi because we blew all our money drinking. Ended up calling a favour in for a mate who came to get us. We slept in the botanial gardens until he arrived.

Woke up the next morning in my bedroom with a road works witches hat, and a cafe' black board with a menu on it in my room.

Man I was a goose. Good times.

 

[Zach Package]

Did Surrey Hills to Richmond once, via attempting to sleep in a parking structure and a run in with police.

Wasn't that long, but would've taken 4-5 hours easy

 

[pantskyle]

Now this is a thread I can get into.

I've had some big ones. The worst one was waking up in an ambulance getting my chest rubbed.

 

[Jay-Z]

Most epic would have to be from Donvale to Glen Waverley (about 12 Kms). Don't remember much other than the fact me and my mates found a wheelie chair as we were walking through Vermont South and rode it down a few hills to "speed things up", needless to say it slowed us down and caused more than a few injuries


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[alter_ego]

Disclaimer: Not a walk home, or drunk, maybe insane (extended period of isolation), but anyway

I had just arrived in Berlin, needed to buy an O-bahn (train) ticket, the only English speaker I could find would just told me "I don't have much time, here buy this ticket so you can go to Potsdam". So naturally I bought that ticket (like a multi-day pass thing) checked into my hostel and spent a few days hanging around Berlin. Eventually one morning I was like "you know what, I've got this ticket so I can go to Potsdam I'm going to Potsdam".

My morning began with the walk to the train station. I noticed in the air a hot air balloon, with a picture of a map of the world on it and the word "die" written on it. I thought nothing of this at the time because I assumed that meant something in German. Nevertheless I found it amusing at the time and took a picture.

I arrived in Potsdam and went looked at all the palaces and stuff (I should mention I walked the whole time I was in Potsdam). I noticed a few ruins there though. I thought they were cool and took some pictures and stuff though.

After I'd finished being a tourist and exploring all the palaces (and ruins) on my way back to the train station I noticed everything was closed and there were very few people around the place. I got to the train station and got on the last train back to Berlin. When I arrived back there, I found out that basically the East German half of the O-bahn system was not working (and my hostel was that side of town). As I had only written directions down on how to get to the hostel from the nearest train station (that I could not train to) I had one alternative - to train as far as I could and then follow the train lines until I get to the station. While on the train a local told me that there was some kind of conspiracy with the trains that night, that the tracks were perfectly fine or something I don't know he was a bit drunk.

At the last station I could train to, I noticed a big giant strawberry. I was amused and took its photo. I figured walking along the train tracks would be extremely dangerous, so I attempted to walk along roads that were nearby train tracks, which resulted in a very zigzagging route. As I reached closer to my destination, I noticed more and more of these giant strawberries along the route...

Man in a rush telling me to go to Potsdam
Go to Potsdam to find no locals there and some ruins
See hot air balloon with word "die" written on it with picture of globe
Giant strawberries
Drunk guy something something conspiracy

There was only one explanation - The man had come from Potsdam to warn me of an incoming attack from evil giant strawberries in hot air balloons. Wait that's ridiculous, but I was in Germany. Of course ! EVIL GIANT NAZI STRAWBERRIES IN HOT AIR BALLOONS HELLBENT ON WORLD DOMINATION ! They already had taken Potsdam, now Berlin was next. They had to be stopped. I had to get back to my hostel and upload the photos I'd taken to facebook to warn the world !

After zigzagging along many poorly lit roads for a really long time (I had no phone or watch, no way of knowing), I realized that I needed to adopt a different strategy. I looked at my tourist map of Berlin, noticed that the part of Berlin where my hostel was located was missing - IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE STRAWBERRIES. ***in strawberries man. Anyway I noticed right on the very side of the map a road with the same name as the train station I had been trying to get to. I decided this was my best bet to get to the hostel and save the world. I bravely went followed this street, the strawberries they were onto me though, but I walked on. Eventually yes I made back to the hostel ! But wait, giant strawberries had surrounded the hostel, I asked myself "what would pacman do". I ate a powerbar (or similar it was in German so I don't know) then went straight up to the giant strawberry and bit it. That *** hurt, it was clear that the strawberries did not obey the rules of pacman. Nevertheless I think I made it really confused and I snuck past, got into the hostel and uploaded the photos to facebook. After doing this, I noticed that the sun had risen on a new day, this obviously clearly symbolically meant that it was either me and the forces of light triumphing over the evil strawberry forces of darkness or that it was about 6am.

And that is the story of how this one time I totally saved the world from evil giant nazi strawberries attacking planet earth using hot air balloons.

 

[FootyJunkie]

Most epic would have to be from Donvale to Glen Waverley (about 12 Kms). Don't remember much other than the fact me and my mates found a wheelie chair as we were walking through Vermont South and rode it down a few hills to "speed things up", needless to say it slowed us down and caused more than a few injuries

you brave, brave man