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Don’t keep us hanging Sunflower!

One trip, returning home at night travelling at 50mph in the dark towards a bridge over a ravine when the lights on our vehicle failed; cloudy night and no street lights. We stopped on the bridge, but it could have easily been in the ravine.

Or perhaps the shootout (resulting in multiple fatalities) at the shop 5 minutes walk from my flat - I wondered why they were letting off fireworks in the middle of the day....

Chicken feed compared to some of these.
On a Cornish beach with friends - one of their boys on some rocks - DH caught sight of a huge wave from the corner of his eye and shot towards boy and grabbed him just in time.

Driving home from South of France and there was a car smoking with some licky flames at the side of the road. In a split second had to decide did I hit the brake or the accelerator. Hit the accelerator - heard and felt the bang seconds later. It was a long time before another car passed us. Phew!

We also had an interesting trip to Brazil for Dhs work. First hotel we heard what sounded like gunshots whilst eating, another diner asked what it was and the waiter said it's normal its Saturday night at the favela, people always shoot each other dead then.

Then we had got a transfer to Paraty. Lovely man picked us up and others but he kept closing his eyes whilst driving and nodding off and several of us where concerned he was going to crash on the motorway. We discussed it and an rgentinian man with us offered to drive but he refused, that guy wished us luck when he got dropped off. Thankfullty arrived OK.

Final hotel go to breakfast and a man is discussing buying prostitutes at table next to us. He is after 1 but the woman is insisting he take 10. for a suscipiously cheap price on a boat ride.

Then DH goes out for a business meeting and I have to check out so I have to stay in hotel bar. Very nice rooftop bar overlooking beach. A man then says he's alone can he sit with me. I said OK. He then starts discussing housing and health and seems OK but a few odd questions included like how did I give birth and did I have any scars and saying that he doesn't use prostitutes, how many boyfriends have I had, and a wierd comment about him and his girlfriend leading separate lives. He then suggests we go for a walk along Cococobana beach - I agree, he then tries to hold my hand on walk, then he tries to push me in the sea and grab my waist. I tell him to stop and tbf he does but he's grumpy but agrees to walk back. Trouble is the beach is full of people selling prositutes so no really safe option. I arrive back at hotel and husband is there. So then I have husband cross I'ld been for walk with this man and this man cross I wouldn't go to hotel room with him. I just left them both.

But generally the only bad things I've had happen to me have all been in London.

That’s so weird cheese. NYC taxi one is so creepy too. And sorry to hear about the person who got raped three years ago

This was all in the same holiday to Greece

1. I ended up in hospital. Public hospital on the Island was frightening.
   

Earthquake whilst on holiday in Eilat (Israel). Very violent movements which caused pictures/mirrors to break off walls and windows/balcony doors to fall out of their frames. Lots of people injured from falling glass from upper floors, atriums, etc. The noise was horrific.

Not so dramatic as these, but shooting inside a club in Thailand and a hotel wall collapsing during the night in Peru!

I'm sorry but Cococobana made me laugh!

On a ferry boat from Cozumel Island in Mexico back to the mainland in the aftermath of a hurricane. A 15 minute crossing took 45 minutes. Wee Mexican granny next to me praying the rosary the whole way. Massive waves hitting the boat side on. Not nearly enough lifejackets for everyone on board - and the lifejackets were locked in crates anyway.

Utterly, utterly terrifying and definitely the nearest I have been to a life-threatening incident. After we'd crossed they cancelled all sailings for the next 2 or 3 days and the captain said that had he knows how bad it was he wouldn't have left port. One of the times I wished I hadn;t spoken Spanish and been unaware of how terrified all the locals were too.

We were in Calais in 2018 the day the yellow vests started protesting. We were trying to get to the tunnel to get home and followed a convoy of other vehicles. They got through but we didn't. We were then surrounded by protestors and threatened. Despite having two children in the car aged 6 and 5 they tried to let down our tyres. My husband then started to drive off and they smashed our windscreen and kicked the car. We ended up going to the police station and my husband was interviewed as the protestors alleged that his actions were unnecessary, however fortunately I had phoned the police and they were able to hear my call. Two of protestors were cautioned and we were able to return home. I have never been so scared in my life.

At a resort in Majorca aged 15 with my parents. They sent me out on a horse riding trip by myself. A middle aged man came to pick me up in his jeep, took me to a stable in the middle of nowhere. We did go on an actual horse ride but he took us up in some hills where we stopped and dismounted. He then made us sit together and tried to have sex with me. I told him I was on my period, so he then had us ride back to the stable and took me back to the resort but assaulted me in the car on the way back. Only way I could escape was to tell him I'd meet him later that night (of course I didn't). Got back raw from sunburn and in shock and sat in the back for about two hours. Parents totally oblivious.

@popandsqueak that's terrifying.

I've had a few nightmare experiences!

Went on my first girls holiday when I was 16, to zante. Was walking up the strip when two men who were dressed like club security picked up me and my friend and carried us into a night club. We were kicking and screaming and I did think he was just a rep who was trying to get us in, he took us into separate closests which were completely dark and locked us in for around 20 minutes. He then came and unlocked the door and told us we were free to leave, not a clue why he done it

Went on holiday to Spain with my dh he got friendly with the waiter who was serving us at a bar and exchanged Facebook names with him as he said he would keep us a table each night (told dh that was stupid from the start). The next night we were walking back to the room where I collapsed to the floor and started violently vomiting, I was convinced that the waiter had spiked my drink and refused to go back the following night. My partner and I never returned but the waiter had spotted us in a restaurant on the strip taken photos of us at the meal and uploaded them to Facebook captioning them WHY YOU NO RETURN 🤬 ! We stayed in the room the rest of the holiday

I know this is suppose to be bad stories but I got pick pocketed at a Subway in Boston and when I turned around the guy handed me my money back and said a tip for a tourist is never leave cash in your back pocket and showed me how to safely wrap notes around your fingers making it harder to steal