I was on a train to paris which hit a person. The train made an extremely abrupt stop which spilled a bunch of drinks and made an old lady fall down. Then after about 5 minutes they made an announcement in French and we heard everyone gasp audibly, before they repeated the announcement in English.
When we got off the train, after a considerable delay, they had set up a tent around the track and the train and - I swear I am not making this up - gave us croissants, before putting us on a bus to the nearest train station.
To this day, I am still unsure if the strangest part was the fact that my vehicle turned another human into a fine mist, or that I was compensated for this inconvenience with a croissant.
These types of stories are what makes travel worth it. I mean, not the misted dead guy part, but the part where you got free food out of it.
Not so much an incident, but an unsolved mystery in my life that I don’t think I’ll ever know the answer to:
A few years ago some friends of mine and I were going to a concert and left our cars in a parking lot in an office park near the arena and piled into one car.
When I came back a few hours later that night, there was a dead duck on the hood of my car. It was still warm, there was no damage to my car, no feathers floating around anywhere, no blood on the duck (it hadn’t been shot or attacked as far as I could tell), it was just there by itself on the hood of my car. It wasn’t duck hunting season, and this is in a city with over a million people so not a rural area.
I’ve asked all my friends, family if they know what happened, but nope. No one has confessed anything, and at this point I think anyone of my friends would’ve fessed up.
I’m just baffled.
It was like a duck landed on the hood of my car and dropped dead a few minutes before I got there on a random weeknight.
I have no clue how, why or what happened.
Perhaps the duck flew into a window on a building thinking it was more sky? Or maybe it flew into your windshield thinking something similar?
I would’ve expected feathers in this case
Hmm, not necessarily. My house has a window that gets birds flying into it every so often, and there aren’t like, a puff of feathers or anything.
I was at an intersection once in a friend’s car. This was about 20 years ago: cell phones, esp ones that could take videos and pics, were not there yet.
Anyway, we were on the way home from work, just sitting there not saying anything. Then here comes this jeep, flipping through the intersection. Now, the intersection is big, like 4 lanes intersecting with 4 lanes, but not exactly at a square angle, and it must’ve been about 3/4 of a football field worth of length this jeep flipped.
The front end would hit the ground and then it would bounce up and roll in the air, then the ass end would hit the ground and so on. All the while it’s coming towards us slightly, but seemed to be drifting towards a gas station to our right. Now, this is in the middle of Rush Hour traffic, and somehow no one moved - everyone is just frozen, holding their breath, waiting to see if this jeep was going to careen into a gas pump and cause a huge explosion.
I’m not sure how many times it flipped, but it finally came to rest in a green patch of grass in front of the gas pumps right-side up, like some sort of insane Jeep ad.
The driver emerged - a young lady - she seemed to be ok, besides perhaps a little bewilderment and dizziness. She proceeded to just stand there staring at the jeep for a while. Then she looked around, as if to ask “Does anyone know if this is ok - what just happened?” I shrugged with my mouth agape, as if to respond, “I have no idea, and I’m a little freaked out.” Then our light turned green, and we drove away.
I have never seen anything like that in my life, and I still think back about it and try to figure out how the jeep got into that movement, and I just have no idea. It was all over in a blink of an eye. So bizarre.
