Seminole, Texas. In fairness, it only has a population of about 300, but I had to stay there for a couple of weeks for work. The only motel in town was infested with scorpions, climbing up the walls, behind the furniture, and eventually in my bed.
Fort Yates, North Dakota. My fiancée and I were on a road trip in September. We drove from Rapid City to Fargo and stopped at Fort Yates for lunch. When we got into town, every house looked boarded up and condemned, and every business looked like it had long been closed. We found the town grocery store and stopped to grab something. As soon as we exited the car, people began chasing the car. So we 'noped' out of there and left.
I had a great road trip driving all the way down New Zealand until we got to Invercargill. It had the weirdest aura of menace - people staring with blank looks, groups of young men following us (they appeared several times, and we had to avoid bumping into them as if they were trying to start something or pickpocket). Maybe everyone in town was having an off day, but the only thing I could compare it to was when you walk down the wrong street and suddenly realize you're the center of attention in a way that you don't want... but the entire place was that way.
I took a bus to Invercargill as a college student and was waiting to catch a ferry ride to Stewart Island. I had a guy approach me and spend 30 minutes...
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