Catz, on 07 October 2012 - 06:12 AM, said:
I even have a fear to canoe on rivers or lakes. The water is so murky, you cannot see what is underneath and I stress that the boat or canoe will sink. Even in shallow waters. I once went on a canoe and the river was getting narrower. The were lots of grassy plants and for a time it felt as if the canoe was getting stuck. I started panicking because if we get stuck, it would mean that I have to get out and swim. Luckily we were able to get out. By then, I was already getting hysterical.
I mean, there are so many snakes in the water.
If there is one place in this world where I wll never go it is the Amazon. With anacondas, piranhas and giant spiders.... I just would not survice.
The first time I visited Peru I went to a settlement inside the jungle. I was in a group of 8 people. We were near a tributary of the Amazon, and it was hot as I never experienced during the rest of my life. So at some point I threw caution to the wind, and went for a swim. Well I just wanted to cool off, not go swimming for a long time because the further out you went, the stronger the current (I didn't even think of what might be swimming below me) and I would have ended up in the Atlantic, lol.
OK, so I jumped in and wanted to swim around a large bare tree that was lying in the water, a tree the Indians used as a kind of scaffolding to moor their canoes. The tree lay perpendicular to the river coast and stuck like 60 feet out into the water, branches and all. So I reached the end of the tree, and swam back. I felt perfectly at ease though I saw that like 10 people were watching me with big eyes...
Then it happened.... something with what felt like huge claws ripped at the skin of my belly and chest, and I screamed bloody murder. I didn't know what I did exactly but I wrestled myself free, only to discover... that I had swam over some underwater branches of the tree.
When I came out of the water the front of my body was covered in blood, but it looked worse than it actually was. And one of the Indians came to me, and though he didn't speak much Spanish, he said a few important words while pointing at the blood on my chest: "Sangre ! Peligro! Piraña"! Loco !" (Blood! Danger! Piraña! Idiot!).
But I relaxed soon when one of the woman of the village slowly wiped the blood from my chest, heh.
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Another thing that made me shat my pants...
I live alone, so I am not used to having people around me in the middle of the night. But one time I had an unexpected guest, a Croat whom I had met and hang out with a couple of times. He had been too late to go home with the train, so he asked me if he could sleep on my couch. OK, we watched tv talked for a couple of hours, drank some beers, and so on. Then he went to sleep, but being a near insomniac I went to the other room to go online (here).
So I at some point was thinking about something someone asked me here on UM, and I was staring at the screen. Imagine, it was near dark and as silent as a grave.
Then I saw something in the corner of my eye... and there was this guy standing next to the door like frozen, with eyes popping out, staring at some point above my head.
I thought my heart would stop there and then, lol, but then I saw what was going on: he was sleepwalking. So I stood up, gently touched his arm, and guided him back to the couch. He lay down, and snore within a minute, and next morning he couldn't remember a thing.
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What truely creeps me out no end is dreams or daydreams of me sinking into the deep dark blackness of the ocean. Even writing this sentence makes me sweat.
I once posted a video, a Google Earth thing, as a reply to someone here who had found some weird anomaly on the bottom of the Pacific, east of New Zealand. At some point in the video you hovered way above the ocean, and then you dove down into the sea, straight to the bottom. I can tell you, I watched it with my eyes half covered.
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Edited by Abramelin, 08 October 2012 - 01:03 AM.