Have you ever been to a town, village, truck stop, gas station, diner, etc. during a roadtrip that just didn’t “feel right”, like time seemed to pass differently there, or the people there gave you the creeps? What was your experience there?

Have you ever been to a town, village, truck stop, gas station, diner, etc. during a roadtrip that just didn’t “feel right”, like time seemed to pass differently there, or the people there gave you the creeps? What was your experience there?

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  1. I got turned around in a tiny town in Kansas once. It was very clear to me that the locals were highly suspicious of an outsider and were watching me closely. I don’t think there was anything shady going on necessarily but I do believe I would have been shit if I did anything stupid.

  2. There’s a place in New Jersey that’s like a ghost town. We passed through there looking for a flea market we saw posters for, though it was nothing but seemingly empty houses and a huge cemetery before the highway on ramp. It was bizarre to say the least. No sign of life and all the houses and buildings looked shabby. We were in the exact neighborhood the flier advertised. Can’t figure that one out. Must have been a prank or a really old ad but wouldn’t it have faded in the sun? We found several of them on lamp posts.

  3. Yeah the whole fucking south is like a graveyard. You can smell the bull whips and rape in the air, still lingering and echoing as “states rights.” Should have burned the confederacy to the ground completely when the cowards lost the war.

  4. My wife and I got lost driving through the Midwest once, we were in an area that had cornfields everywhere, when out if nowhere a kid comes running out of the cornfields and I ran the little shit over. My wife wasnt to happy about it, the little asshole really screwed up my front end with his head when it collided with my car. So we picked the road kill up and tied it to the top of the car and headed towards the nearest town.
    We pull into town and find no adults anywhere, just a bunch of backwoods redneck kids who really, really love corn. So naturally the wife and I decided that if the parents of all these little shitbags couldnt stand them and bailed on them, we would too.
    We started to run for the car, the little turd monsters giving chase, luckily for me, I was slightly stronger than my wife, so I tripped her and kept running. The corn loving kids dragged my wife off, I made it to the car and got outta there.
    Probably wont go there again, gave the place only 2 stars on travel advisor.

  5. I took a wrong turn once and ended up in a subdivision. It was ordinary suburban-style housing at first blush, but there was no traffic, no kids playing in the streets, no one walking their dogs, etc. It was a ghost town, except I knew that pretty much every house there had people in it, many of whom were probably watching me. I had actually ended up in a federal government housing development on a Native American reservation. It was a creepy testament to the total failure of American policy toward indigenous peoples since before America was even a country, the ruinous legacy of American racism, and the commensurate decay of native culture into one that does not function in a healthy way.

  6. Point Pleasant, WV, home of the Mothman. If you want a twilight zone like experience, go here. I’ve been through there twice, several years apart, and it just has a weird, weird vibe both times. Spent an amazingly strange New Years Eve there, drunk in a downtown restaurant with just a bartender and two older locals slow dancing in the corner. Stumbled back to the old, kinda creepy hotel whose room had all the original fixtures from the turn of the century. I was told as I checked out the next day was supposedly haunted by “the Captain”. Got horrible food poisoning from the diner across the street, whose counters were literally stacked three feet high with newspapers, my food pulled from a completely packed, freezer burnt 1940s fridge, prepared by a little old woman who was an original witness to the Mothman sightings in the 1960s. I got directions from some locals to find the “TNT area”, where Mothman was originally spotted. Drove around forever and never actually found it, but those woods definitely have a charged feeling to them. That whole town has an interesting, violent history and it’s kind of a sad ghost town, but I’m glad I experienced it.

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