Well I would say some areas of N.Y.C. in the past and what went on there were not so safe but I never was in anyway involved but I question what I was doing there (mostly the east village when it was "alphabet city" in the early 1990's I was there for the music scene but there was a fair amount of drug dealing going on but the way you did things then was look the other way and pretend you didn't see what you did). That was a while back. N.Y.C. is safer now but nothing that original there now. College years...
As for physical dangerous there I must credit my parents lol. We were in Washington state in 1981. off the cost sailing and the water there was 1,000 feet deep and 40 degrees. And we were on these offshore islands where there were dangerous under currents. My father was not up to sailing in these conditions and the boat almost capsized. We made it out safely but barely but my father was furious and threw the chart we had been given by the people who chartered the boat into the water with a few choice words. I was about 9 and thought it was hilarious at the time but it was only a few years later that I was allowed to joke about it. Nice vacation though regardless but could have been better planned to say the least...
The most dangerous thing I ever did was to forget my girlfriend's birthday.
My goodness! A lot of you are such dare devils! It's a wonder we all lived!
went on a cruise...was at port for the day. my cousin and i wanted to go horseback riding on the beach so we signed up...trouble is that it was in the next little village. we had already been warned NOT to leave port and go into any other towns. OF COURSE...we did...lol. the dangerous part was that we were too cheap to hire a taxi...so we got in the car with the two mexican men that were running the horseback riding stand...and they drove us to the next town.
thank goodness...everything went ok :)
i was not young and stupid...this happened just 3 years ago...lol.
Swampy can't decide.
When he was 4 he climbed into the cow pen to talk to the animals. Frightened his mom half to death, that did.
Climbing up granite in southern California, to get to the top you had to jump 8 ft across a ravine, onto a 6 inch ledge with a sheer granite face. Thats very tricky because if you jump to quick you go splat into the rock face, but if you jump short you are 100 ft down and dead.
geez everything when i was a teenager...gettin in cars with total strangers....many like those cherie speaks of lol....passing a joint from one car to the next while you know driving.....on the highway...my friend driving drunk and we saw a light and had no clue it was a train til we crossed over the tracks..and heard the whooooosh behind us...stupid **** but we were always under the influence (on weekends anyway) so now i realize what a ******* i was...but damn we had fun.....this is in no way an endorsement for the use of drugs or alchol lol