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    Tales from your Backpacking days/Travels.

    Tell Your stories from your Backpacking days/travels.

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    Queue Terry....
    The grand cantor of backpacking scum tales.

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    Hey Jeff,

    I've posted thousands of Pictures here.

    Maybe time you actually added some decent content huh.

    But then again you don't seem to have to much of that.

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    My Backpacking days were Sun sand sex, and at times pure dodgy.

    Heres a quick one from Mexico.

    Went to Ensenada whilst there walking along the beach, and met the most exotic olive skinned Mexican lady, we got on really well, in the end we ended back at her home, she seduced me/ scammed me in the most perfect way possible.

    In her lounge area we where starkers and she said go shower and I,ll join your in a minute.

    Something clicked as entering the shower room, there i was peeping through the door watching her rifle through my wallet, having the choice of confronting her, my dick got the better of me, and decided to go along i saw where she put the money.

    She came into shower and things happened i left shower first and decided because she was cheeky, i decided to take her wallet as well.

    Well after hiding my wallet and climbing into bed, and doing the business, decided to make a quick exit.

    As i'm walking down the street i hear her screaming at the top of her voice, fuk time to run.

    Went back to hotel as the town was only small at the time, and packed stuff getting ready to leave.

    Just about to leave and bedroom door opens,jeez I'd bitten off more than i could chew this time.

    The mexicans guys with the girl.

    It was a bit like this pay the woman 300 dollars or die, i choose the money.

    And lived to tell the story

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    The Australian Buffalo Bill driver.

    Was coming back down from Townsville, hitching, good some real good rides, was around Byron bay way, and some guy stopped, the guy looked a bit strange but it was getting late.

    So got in his van and he was playing some weird Transcendental music, there was a yapping dog behind me just like the dog from the silence of the lambs,its dark now and I'm in the middle of nowhere.

    The conversation was very strange and I'm thinking to myself this guy is not right, anyway he asks me if i want to stay at his home that night,fek that was me, i had to get out of this van.

    Finally got out in the middle of nowhere, told him i needed a piss, he stopped i got out.

    About a week later back in Sydney, theres a piece on the news about a guy with dog and van who'd kidnapped someone up around Queensland way, and fek me they show the pic of the guy and it was my Buffalo Bill.

    Real Lucky escape.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Horatio Hornblower
    My Backpacking days were Sun sand sex, and at times pure dodgy.
    That's all part of the buzz that is backpacking.

    Travelled around many countries with my trusty backpack and battered Lonely planet guide books back in the day.

    Hitch hiking is the best way to meet a good cross section of different society's.

    Sometimes hitch hiking as a lone male is hard and needs the help of a female companion.

    There was a group of us hitching along the Algarve many moons ago and getting nowhere, so we got the female in the group to stand on her own with her thumb out while the three of us hid behind a wall.
    Sure enough a car stopped almost immediately with some salivating local dribbling at the thought of getting his paws on the girl.
    She opened the car door and quick as a flash we all piled in the back chanting Obregado and all the Portugese we knew. Fair play to the guy he drove us 40 KM up the coast and the look on his face was priceless.

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