the weirdest places?

[Saint]

Now that I switched to subs I'm sort of contemplating my past. Not in a negative way, just pure WD-boredom I guess, but I was thinking about the things I did to get my fix. The crazy places I IV-ed..
How one adapts to being sneaky so easily.. where to prepare your shot when staying at your mother-in-laws without them getting suspicious because you're in the toilet forever etc.

weird places to hide your gear/dope
For instance I remember I had this straight boyfriend once who was on to me so he always searched my bags for needles and stuff. So what I did was: I prepared a few shots in advance and hid them in the park next to his house. In the evening I would usually go out to get some beers or cigarets and naturally I always came back feeling a lot better.
In the morning I couldn't wait to go out to do some groceries for him.
I had to IV either in the park or slip back behind his frontdoor and throw my stuff in the garbage-bin outside after that..
I did this many times and not once were my needles missing. And surprisingly, he never found out about it.

weird places to use your dope
When we used to go to the beach I suddenly 'had to go' and went behind the dunes to take my fix. Ran into two gay men making out once when I did that.
I had to keep my fingers crossed that things would go smoothly though..

Then there was this connection who didn't like his clients taking a fix in his house but he would let you prepare one. So once I'd made my fix I left a.s.a.p. for the diamondfactory around the corner and waited in line amongst the tourists there. They did these tours about every 15 minutes.
Once inside I slipped into their heavenly, huge and sparkling toilet. Took my fix, had a smoke and walked out before the tourgroup came back to storm the toilets.

weirder places?
The strangest place I ever IV-ed was a policestation. I was caught shoplifting (it was 1 day before christmas and I really craved some fancy food so I'd gotten some steak, French cheese, a salmon and 3 bottles of good wine, so maybe I pushed my luck a little here).
So they took me in, handcuffed and all.
Naturally I was searched and they took my shot from me, as well as some valiums and my methadone. (I was already in slight withdrawals before I got caught).

But.. because it was my first offence they let me walk about 5 hours later and to my very pleasant surprise they gave me my gear back! (Mind you, this were the eighties in Amsterdam.. )
So police really can be your best friend.. Anyway, I was sent home and on my way out, in the hallway I spot this toilet...
That was the best fix in the oddest place I can come up with now.

So, I'm kinda wondering what other peoples weirdest places were/are. I'm sure there are better stories than mine.

[robojunkie]

I have a couple of really odd place stories I'd rather not say, but one I can was when my wife and I were in Hamburg, Germany and things over there are different. So being more tolerant, we didn't want to wait to take the U-bahn back to where we were staying (45 minute ride) so we just sat down in a parking lot and prepped our shit. Since apparently custom was to use the park near the Hauptbahnhoff (train station), doing it in the parking lot was apparently not the usual way. So a crowd of interested onlookers, probably mostly tourists, gathered. So, as I had trouble hitting with the small pipes they called needles (25 guage, I believe), I had a stream of blood running down my arm, dripping on the pavement and making a general mess. Then it turns out one of the now rather shocked onlookers, after we finished, had been waiting to get in his car, whose door we were blocking. I guess he was just too freaked out by the scene that he was too nervous or whatever to politely say "excuse me" or whatever it would be in German.

[doctor diesel]

Jesus, Robo, are you saying that it was legally okay to shoot up publicly in Hamburg back then?
Or were you and the missus just being crazy junkies?


Doc

[Saint]

Jesus, Robo, are you saying that it was legally okay to shoot up publicly in Hamburg back then?
Or were you and the missus just being crazy junkies?
Doc

In Amsterdam this used to be a common site end seventhies/begin eighties... and I think same goes for Hamburg/Berlin
I've only done it once under a bridge... pretty sad and I'm really ashamed of it now but I had no choice back then.

[doctor diesel]

Yes, it makes for a grim and seedy sight, but it's fine behind closed doors.

[sidman]

I've shot up just about everywhere except on a frickin' Roller Coaster!
I didn't give a shit because when I was "Sick" I was crazy as hell and besides, I could get the dope ready and in the needle and into my vein SO fast, you could've called me ," Quick-Draw McGraw"
(if you know who that is)
If there was a time that it was extremely against my own best interest to shoot up in "Public" then I would occasionally just fill the syringe, Pop it into a forearm vein ( or my leg) and then I would have a
"Friend" just Tape it there with a bunch of duct tape.
Then every few hours (if I could control myself!) I would push the plunger a little more.
A little more.....
a little more..........
......a.........little....................more.... ......................
The only thing that sucked about it was sometimes I would accidently hit the plunger so I would have to try and stay aware of the plunger at all times.
But, anyways.......yeah,I can relate!

[Saint]

Well, thinking of all the things I did back then doesn't exactly make me proud.... I don't think I'll ever want to go back to that scene. But some situations can be *entertaining* as well I guess, and I decided that I shouldn't be too hard on myself now that I quit using anyway.

O, and I meant that it was a common SIGHT in Amsterdam - not site.... my concentration is hovering somewhere below zero at the moment.

[robojunkie]

Doc, it was in '97 and it was kind of an unwritten rule at the time that in and around the trainstation no one gave a shit. People would stroll up and down the strip yelling shit like "verhacht schurer" (looking for dope, forgive me undoubtedly hacked german inpekta), or the opposite as in got dope, as well as benzos and shit, never saw coke though. The locals told us (my wife speaks german, not me) that first two offenses for possession or public use was a 50 Mark fine. And us being foreigner tourists woulda probably just gotten yelled at and told to leave. I bought boxes of DHC and rohypnol pills in sight of cops a number of times, just a totally different atmosphere. I was shocked at first. Don't know if its still like that though, but technically speaking it wasn't legal, just localized and "looked the other way" at by the polizei. Kinda funny, all the store clerks in the area would refer to me (in german) as a "cowboy" and I was like WTF I don't even remotely look like country/western style. Found out it was just the local slang for junky.

Cool experience, only thing that sucked was, well, it was a train station, ie half the dope was beat or a beat attempt and the rest stomped to hell. Only 10 marks a square though, at the time that was like $6.

[underide]

The weirdest palce (for buying/doing dope in general) that I've used was in Barcelona (Spain) in June 2003. I still had a good bit of money left in my fund at the time, money which would run out very soon.

I went over there for the Primavera Sound music festival, that was my second time there (awesome festival that runs for 3 days every June there, but thats a different story).
I brought some dope with me, that was supposed to be just about enough for 4 days, but I ran out by the end of day 2.
By that time i already had a substantial junk habit and needless to say i started looking for dope as soon as i ran out.
I looked up the address of a needle exchange in the city and started asking around the people there in my broken Spanish.
As luck would have it, I bumped into a young englishman who was living there for over a year. He was also homeless for the past 2 months and had a junk habit. He offered to help me out in return for a little taste of some junk.

He brought me over to the outskirts of Barcelona, to some really dodgy industrial area (where thay make Seat cars i think), it was the end of the line bus stop. Dark, run down area.
By that stage he advised me to never go there on my own, and under no circumstance after dark. He showed me his canister of CS gas.
We approached these ruined, unfinished houses, a shanty town basically that looked like a war-zone. Very out of character for Barcelona.
But you could see slight evidence of domestic life - cloths haging, dying, small kids on their bikes following us asking for something in a foreign language.
My 'guide' told me that in this area, and in most of Barcelona it is Roma Gypsies that run the drug trade:
heroin and cocaine.

As soon as we got into the estate there were around 20-30 or so junkies, sitting or standing right by the side of the road, shooting up in plain sight and in the upright position. Ive nevr seen anything quite like this before. There were tons of used needles, syringes, bloody rags, dead cats trown around the whole are. There was also some old dude walking around with a bag full of fresh needles for sale -1 euro a pop.
It was a little more than unnerving to see. i'm very used to privacy when it comes to that - but these people were so matter of fact, just standing, shooting up in plain sight and in the daylight hours, in front of all these kids. the only thing that really seemed to bother them is missing their shot.

So anyway, in this small dellapidated estate we get to this house, that looks more like a concrete shed, with a very think steel door which seems to be tightly locked.
Theres a line of people right at the door moving slowly towards it.
My guide Sasha tells me to get the money ready. He asks me what i want. I start thinking nervously.
I ask him -"Will we get ripped off?" He said to trust him.
I hand him 80 euro and ask him if i will get 1/2 -1 gram for that. He says no problem and adds 10 euro from his own pocket towards the bundle.

As it gets to our turn, we walk straight to the door and Sasha Puts 'our' bundle of cash through a hole in the door the size of a fist, saying something in Spanish.
2 minutes later a man hands us a bundle through the hole.

Sasha checks it immidiately checks the bundle and says that we didnt get the best deal, but amount-wise it looks very good to me. He sais we got about 3-4 grams and reassures me that the stuff is really good.
I give him 1/4 of the stuff for his troubles and he invites me for a shot.
"what right here?"
He told me that its ok, we wont get hassled.
There were another 4 people beside us getting their stuff ready, shooting up. i cant handle it, to be so in the open, scared of police so i talk sasha into finding something more secluded.
We find a quite spot under a hedge and shoot up.
The stuff is really strong, but sasha said you really have to know who youre buying from or youll just get ripped off.
The heroin over there is creamy beige in colour and it dissolves in water very easily without citric acid or the need to heat it.
Its very good, much better than in Ireland. about 3 times cheaper.

About 5 minutes walk from there, at the bus stop, we and other junkies are waiting to get back to the city. And what do you think happens? Two cop cars pull over.
I get very nervous, having still heroin on me. Sasha says to relax.
4 cops get out of the car and come over. They start asking everybody questions, sasha says theyre just checking ids, they always do that - to see if youre illegal or wanted for some crime.
Thank god i brought a passport. They look at our passports, check the name by radios (through some database i presume).
Then they let us go without even searching us. They obviously know what we're all up to there. I am amazed and releived, almost shaking.

10 mins later we get on the bus and i can truly relax.
On the way back one junky takes a shit into the grove (steps where you get off the bus) at the very back of the bus being only covered from view of the driver only by seats. At least he shat on some newspaper and after he was done I could see him hurling his wrapped 'parcel' into the window.
Well, at least he had the sense to get rid of it. It still stank to high heaven though.
Sasha told me that a few years ago the authorities had made this bus (number 39 if i'm not mistaken) free for all to travel on, as most people who travel on it are homeless. Makes me think

The sight of about 20 junkies shooting up coke (according to my guide) all at the same time right in the open on the street, (some standing up!!) made this probably the weirdest place i had ever experienced using drugs in.
The fact that police didnt search us or anyone else at the bus stop really amazes me.

I apologize for the long post, thanks for your patience if you read it.

[Saint]

That's funny, I lived in Spain last past year and I saw a documentary/news-item on the area you mentioned. Or at least I'm fairly sure it's the same one since it was a gypsie quarter on the outskirts of Barcelona and it looked like a shantytown, depressing, dirty kids, needles... exactly like you described it.
Looked very heavy to me, nothing you would expect in Europe anyway...

[underide]

there are many places like this in Europe. Very poor peripheral areas like this one especially in countries like Portugal, Spain and above all the new countries that joined EU recently.

What amazed me though is the blatantly open intravenous drug use in that particular are in Spain. Cops there know about it and do nothing. Which was very good for me at the time ofcourse.

Imagine ascene like that anywhere in US!
Or in our country even. It just wouldnt happen so openly. But much more open than in the US.

Here in Ireland for example, if i need to score quickly, i dont really need a contact number that much. You go to the city center to the needle exchange and ask openly anyone there, right outside. You get your dope in less than 2 minutes. You dont even need to ask - they ask you "looking" is the magic word that they use.
"yeah". You get your dope and go home. I've never seen anyone arrested in town. I'm sure sometimes people are but rarely. Usually you just get your dope and go home without a problem.

Nobody would use dope as openly as in Barcelona in that are, no matter how bad an area you go to in Dublin. You would certainly get arrested in a minute for something like that here.

[Canis aureus]

Barcelona has been quite a time like that. At least in some places over there... if you go down that rambla. It was probaly in right from rambla and deep there. Somevery very narrow streets and voila. I helped several ladies who were in really bad shape, two of them (it was somewhat late nineties). One has hard WD's and was crying and shaking all the time; she was seemingly also very ill... many many people speaking and using openly. It was like another world.. not the usual day time world. BTW it was about midnight or something.

[WarmCyanide]

I was caught shoplifting (it was 1 day before christmas and I really craved some fancy food so I'd gotten some steak, French cheese, a salmon and 3 bottles of good wine

wow! on your person??

[SHELLEY]

i've shot up....

1)in the dunkin donuts bathroom with the
entire police force drinking coffee and eating glazed sticks

2)the holding cell at the county jail
(they hadn't searched me yet
and i had to get rid of it before they did)

3)all along the railroad tracks off US-1
(sometimes in broad daylight)

4)on the palm tran (city bus)

5)in the public shower at the gym

6)in the back row of my high school physics classroom
(that was kind of an everyday thing
because the teacher had these coke-bottle lenses
and still couldn't see past the second row
you'd have to have gone to that school to understand)

7) while driving 100mph on I-95
(not riding, but actually driving)

8)about 100 different abandoned houses and construction zones

9)under the lake worth spillway (bridge)

10)in a trailer parked illegally in the woods
(we called in the "crack shack" or the "taj mahal")

and i'm about to go shoot up in the library bathroom
when my hour runs out

[Saint]

wow! on your person??

No, I had this big bag filled with old crumpled newspapers when I came in the store, a sweater on top and acted like it was quite heavy and then I casually dropped everything in between the newspapers, I always had some coins to actually BUY some things as well. I didn't do this kinda stuff 'all the time' though, only when things got sort of desperate.
And after all, it WAS christmas.
But I'm a chicken really, because I've hardly stolen anything since. Being handcuffed and taken to the station freaked me out.
And I had a job 90% of the time so I didn't really have to shoplift anymore either ....... mostly anyways....

[Narkotikon]

In my mother's house in the bathrooms.

In my car in parking lots.

In the bathrooms of clubs.

At work in the bathrooms.

In the privacy of my own apartment (when I had one).

Not really wierd at all. That's just how it's been so far.

[Saint]

I know what you mean, we all did/do that.
I was more thinking of hilarious or awkward situations and also about how I used to lie to my (B)-friends without even feeling like I did anything wrong at all.
It felt like I had a right to do that sort of things cos I needed my gear I guess. But I also remember lots of fun in the old days, hooking up with friends to IV. It definitely wasn't all negative for me.
Ah well, I'm rambling. Time to go to bed maybe.

[Narkotikon]

I know what you mean. I feel entitled to do it (IV, use tea, pills, etc) when I'm sick. I just have that "if they only knew how bad I felt" mentality. Plus, unlike benzos and alcohol, I really don't think it's that easy to tell when I'm on opies, unless I'm nodding. I mean, I went to work for three months almost everyday like that. Unless you look at my pupils, or know how shy I am then see how outgoing I get when I'm on them, you wouldn't know. I'm coherent, talkative, etc.

[tui]

alleyways
kids playgrounds
at my desk at work
granny's bathroom
my bed at mum and dad's
parked cars (a lot)
underground parking lots
during sex
so many public bathrooms with annoyed people banging on the door (it's silly in canada they have blue lights in bathrooms so you can't see your veins- doesn't make a diff really, i go by feel, not sight).

t

[Duckfeet]

I liked Shelly's final place: in the bathroom of the library when my hour's up..hahah that was good....

Happiest was in Orange County Jail, after a judge who sentenced me to prison, allowed my girlfriend to bring in a pastor and marry us. They took my handcuffs off, and let me walk down to her, and the guy married us, and she kissed me, and passed me a baloon. I had to wait a couple days until an L.A. 18th St. Homie got me a rig, and I had to puke the balloon back up, but eventually we got it together, and me and all my cellies got off, and I remember us all laughing in the showers, and singing and dancing. This was back before the tar days, and you could still get decent powder in balloons in SantaAnita...

On a bouncing prop airplane, coming back from Lafayette LA, where I had copped a bunch of K4 dilaudids...and was zooming back to Brownsville TX where my old lady was dancing in the only topless bar in town....another happy day.

In prison every month, always with hidden eyedropper rig I had, aforementioned wife'd bring'em in, once a month...good old lady!!!

On a workboat offshore, where I was a commercial diver, and we were walking (inspecting) just layed pipeline...it was a great time, and I had lots of money...would make my daily dive, walk pipe about 40 minutes around 120 feet, the up in chamber for a short while, then in, and shower and fix...

Sucked up toilet water in a Santa Ana bathroom once. I always remembered that, thought it meant something, like I'd crossed some line....

In bouncing pickup truck once, showing off, when I still had a good ditch in left arm...

In J-Boys Lounge in Morgan City LA with a bunch of girl dancers, and one "boy" w/tits...he was the best looking dancer of'em all...but I didn't fuck around ;-)

Once on Scott St. in Houston, I got a K4, and had the rig in a store, and just stuck it straigh thru the plastic on a gallon jug of water, to get enough water for the crushed up dialudid...

And in bathrooms and fast food joints all over the damn country...worst was always gas stations...best was always my own damn motel room....

[tui]

Sucked up toilet water in a Santa Ana bathroom once. I always remembered that, thought it meant something, like I'd crossed some line....

know what you mean, my line was crossed in a seedy pizza joint bathroom with no hand basin. man i felt like a piece of shit for doing that.
no physical ill-effects though, just psychological...

t

[chopstix]

so many public bathrooms with annoyed people banging on the door (it's silly in canada they have blue lights in bathrooms so you can't see your veins- doesn't make a diff really, i go by feel, not sight).

t

They do that in some parts of SF. It's a deterrent for me. I need a mirror.

I've literally copped in the tenderloin in San Francisco and sat down on the sidewalk and openly cooked and fixed with a couple other people in broad daylight, the TL district is off the hook. I've also been caught cooking dope by a cop in the tl and let go because it wasn't crack. He caught me red handed with a soda can and dope and made me dump it out and I walked. I had someone walk in and confront me once right after a speedball and the bells were a ringin', that was interesting..

When I was about 17, me and two other guys were in a small truck in a parking lot cooking up cocaine to smoke. A few guys approached, racial tension, they looked in the window and got all excited and opened the door and started pounding on the guy on the passenger side, who happened to be holding the spoon. He curled up in a ball, held that spoon and fielded a dozen blows while all the other characters yelled "Get the blade man! get the blade!!" I was in the middle and my buddy was driving, passenger door was open and my buddy started the truck, slammed it into reverse and dropped the clutch, we knocked one guy a good 15 feet back and he was damned lucky he didn't get run over. Dude with the goods never spilled a drop! Me and my friend still laugh about that one to this day - "Get the blade man! Get the blade!!"

edit: oh yeah, and I have done dope in jail. Piece of tar up the nose and it worked... Just laid back on the cold, hard bench and faded away..

[Saint]

during sex
so many public bathrooms with annoyed people banging on the door (it's silly in canada they have blue lights in bathrooms so you can't see your veins- doesn't make a diff really, i go by feel, not sight).

t

Yep, like I said in another thread, those bluelight toilets never made a difference to me either. Especially in the old days when my veins were still good. I could almost do it by instinct.
And during sex? Wow, good one, never thought of that, except when doing a speedball maybe. Ah well, too late now that I'm on subs, guess it'll be boring sex for me ;-)

[Saint]

On a workboat offshore, where I was a commercial diver, and we were walking (inspecting) just layed pipeline...it was a great time, and I had lots of money...would make my daily dive, walk pipe about 40 minutes around 120 feet, the up in chamber for a short while, then in, and shower and fix...


God, that must have felt so gooood after the diving. First some exercising and then having your fix after a shower. I can totally imagine how you felt.
b.t.w. Is there some sort of secret connection between the offshore bussiness and dope I don't know of ;-)? I also happen to know a few guys who do dope AND work offshore as well, it's good money.. some of them are hoping to stay clean that way, being away from their scene for a while etc.... but then they'll get back like every two weeks or so and get loaded on everything they possibly can.
Guess their offshore-rehab-method doesn't work a 100%.
You had your cake and ate it too: earn money, get some exercise AND get high.
If only I'd had a job like that.

[mrklean]

up my butt hole is about the weirdest place I can shoot dope :o

[Chipper]

The weirdest place for me was a Medically Supervised Injecting Centre.

T'was like having your folks watching. Huge novelty value for me since it was a government sanctioned facility.

[dirtdog]

Cant compete with y'all :o
Remember I only did this for like 4 months?
First time was at a train station hehe i didnt even get high weird
Done it in public bathrooms
On railroad tracks
just everywhere
mostly in my car though
got a lot of dope stains on the roof of my car :p
jeez
good thing i aint spun no more. Id be getting a wet cotton ball and suckin that shit up hahaha:rolleyes::cool:

[SHELLEY]

I liked Shelly's final place: in the bathroom of the library when my hour's up..hahah that was good....

Sucked up toilet water in a Santa Ana bathroom once. I always remembered that, thought it meant something, like I'd crossed some line....

i have done that more than once
gone into the bathroom
handicapped/sink stall is occupied
forgot to get water to draw up with
and there's other women waiting to use the bathroom
so i can't go out and then back in
(especially when i'm at the point of not being able to wait)

the way i see it is
if you double-flush the toilet first
then you're straight
flush it once and it's kinda nasty
but no matter how clean it looks
if you just draw up straight from the unflushed toilet
well... there's just no excuse for that
ew

[AZJunkie]

I don't really have any extra exciting places.........I have,however, used everything from puddle water to saliva to fucking Gatorade to mix a shot....being from NE PA, the old "handful of fresh snow" method is a standard.

Once shot a bag leaning into a locker in the YMCA, also the bathroom in the ER of Episcopalian Hosp in N Philly...just wandered in and fixed.

[Paregoric Kid]

strangest place I've been fucked up, and I mean bad strange but still funny, was being fucked up on methadone, oxycodone, weed, alcohol, etc. while being detained at the Canadian border for 6 hours or so.
what a trip

[Majortom]

Talking about 80's its true that shooting in public was more of a common scene in few Eropean Countries. So my weirdest one was on an escalator in a tube staion and I started on the top of the stairs and by the time we came down to the metro I was cleaning the blood dripping out of the vein... But I was so sick didn't care how many people were watching or pointing me with fingers to the others next to them and I happily took my train back home then..

there are other weird ones I don't even wanna recall..

[Dirtyrockstar]

a local church. the minister was an old friend from high school days so i got him to bless my mix before i shot it up.

[I-Nod]

What amazed me though is the blatantly open intravenous drug use in that particular are in Spain. Cops there know about it and do nothing. Which was very good for me at the time ofcourse.

That was one crazy ass story, underide... thanks for sharing!! I love hearing stories from other countries. Probably because I've only been to Mexico and Canada... but never off the continent. :(

a local church. the minister was an old friend from high school days so i got him to bless my mix before i shot it up.

HAHAH - Wow! That's messed up... was it any better? :D
I doubt there are many people who have had their dope blessed by a minister... in a church. Wooo weee!

[Dirtyrockstar]

it was awesome. it was a 100mg kapanol which is supposed to be SR but beating that involves nothing more than crushing the balls and hitting with water. whether it was psychosomatic or not it really was one of the best shots ever.

not that it really happened *wink* (notice my winking for no reason) hahaha!

i used to get him to bless my galliano before i drank it and my pot before i smoked it. everythings better when u have gods approval.