“During a romantic fling in Russia, I quickly lost track of time. An email from the friend who I had been traveling with asked if I had made it out of Russia in time. He was refering to my visa which was expiring in one day, which if ignored, grants a pleasant border crossing arrest. I quickly packed my bags and rushed to the train station catching the only train that would get me out of Russia in time (with only 2 hours left on my visa). The train took me to Ukraine in the middle of nowhere arriving about 11pm. In order to find a place to sleep I walked up to everyone I saw asking if they spoke english. Running out of options I started knocking on random doors offering money for lodging. I finally saw a man standing in his front door, so using hand gesturers I tried asking if I can walk on his property. He gestured his pointer finger as to say “one minute”. About 15 seconds later he comes back to the door, raises an AK-47 assault rifle, points to it, then points down the road. I slept in the park.”
Chaz,
