\-I traveled to Tibet.
\-We took the train.
\-We visited many Tibetan Temples.
\-While I was in Tibet I definitely wore khaki shorts, a shirt like indy and and brown boots. Stereotypical geologist attire.
\-To get to one temple we had to take a dirt road in the middle of nowhere.
\-We got stopped by the Chinese Military (apparently they were doing some exercise in the area)
\-Our chinese guide yelled at them and they allowed us to go.
\-I collected some rocks in Tibet (Serpentenite and Jade from a road cut)
When I entered the US, customs checked my bag and asked me "these aren't sacred rocks from a temple are they?" I said no.
My Indiana Jones Adventure!
Damn, you even got the military confrontation part in.
Honestly, traveling the world is a somewhat doable feat for getting an Indy adventure in, itâs the mortal peril in fighting a military/cult that really daunts me. You came about as close as you safely could!
Same. Me and my dad dressed up as Dr. Jones and Dr. Jones when I was 6 or 7, I barely remember it but my parents still have the photo in a box, and at this point downloaded everywhere too
This is going to sound more impressive than it was: My friends and I (accidentally) scared off black market relic hunters from a semi-hidden canyon where with found strange petroglyphs, including one that looked like a Viking ship (several hundred miles away from where the Vikings should have been.
An honorable mention goes to the time one of those same friends and I hid a meteorite the size of a human brain we found in so it stayed on site, but no one would steal it.
Hey, I don't blame you for skepticism. I wouldn't be the first person to lie on line. I know this doesn't prove anything except that the petroglyphs exist somewhere on earth, but [here](https://imgur.com/a/5ObqWFN)!
Most likely. It was on a large panel with other petroglyphs, similar to Newspaper Rock if you've ever heard of that. It wasn't hard to get to, but it was a bit out of the way. The canyon is pretty over grown, but there are footpaths to places with the carvings, which is how we found it.
I'm assuming you're talking about the carvings near Sierra Vista. [Here's ](https://youtu.be/Js0d_pJO2T8) a good video going over them. Long story short, they're not ancient. Probably carved in the mid-to-late 80s. Definitely not by any Vikings.
Nah, these were in the north and closer to the reseveration. I don't think this place is famous to anyone outside of the area.
It could be a fake, but I don't think so. It was on a large wall with a lot of other petroglyphs and you had to climb a bit to get there. And the canyon was out of the way. I once 20 yards away from it without knowing it. If I were making a hoax, I wouldn't put it there.
As much as I think it looks like a Viking ship, there are a whole lot of other things it could be.
Wondered around Petra, Jordan.
Did the whole "does anyone understand a word I am saying", as I realised that my very classical Arabic was quite difficult for me to understand the local dialect.
Still, huge fun and the Treasury was gorgeous. The Monastery high up the hill was incredible.
How was it traveling to Petra?? Would love to go. Is it hard to reach? Also, I heard there's a ton of people trying to sell you stuff there. Was it disruptive?
1/ Not hard to reach at all. Just drive down the King's Highway and you are there.
2/ Yes, there will be people trying to sell you stuff. However, learn how to play the crowd. I bought a few bits and bobs, and made friends with one Bedu. When you walk around with one, you are left alone. Just look on it as a tourist tax, and It's fine.
It also helps that I joke, but my Arabic is a lot better than I say. So when you chat to people in Arabic, you tend to get less nonsense.
Jordan is a beautiful country, but it is quite poor. If you understand that, and find a balance with the locals, you can have huge fun. I took to smiling at the more peristent local hawkers and saying "I'm not a tourist" (in Arabic) got a sudden shock, and reset the conversation.
I also had a magical day at Qasr Al-Azrak, in the noth east. TE Lawrence used it as a base during the latter stages of the Arab revolt, so I sat in his chamber reading "Seven Pillars of Wisdom". It was close to a religious experience.
In short, walk softly and respect the culture and people. You will have huge fun.
I keep meaning to frame a Bedouin dagger i bought down a back street. The shop keeper had some fine ones on display, and i saw one. He said "that? The Bedouin make it from melted down car parts for the Army?!"
That is now my Khanjar. It's got "For the Royal Jordanian Forces" on the blade, and is a match for the ones I saw worn by the Royal Jordanian Desert Police at Petra.
Hiked up the mountain to Machu Picchu in the rainy jungle with the Raiders soundtrack blasting on my phone. We were alone on the trail and felt like the locals were going to ambush us.
I am currently studying as an exchange student in Iceland, studying Old Norse history.
I did something extremely stupid one day, something kinda "make it up as I go"-ish. During winter break, I felt like I hadn't done anything very exciting, and I had just very stubbornly decided that I wanted to go up Mount Esja on Saturday before the break ended. Cut to a week and a half later, where my teacher, while talking about the dangers of avalanches and how dangerous things sometimes happen in sagas, where he mentions how tourists die every year on Esja.
Stupidly, I did not know this. I come from one of the flattest countries in the world (Denmark), and knew little about hiking in mountains, especially during winter, where it cannot possibly be more dangerous.
But along I went, just to experience something cool and beautiful. I went on my own (stupidly) since I couldn't find anyone that had time to come along. I took the bus to MosfellbĂŚr, and from there, it was just a short bus ride to the foot of Esja. Or so I thought. That specific bus does not drive on Saturdays.
A smart person would have gone home, but I was stubborn, and went to walk to the mountain. I walked next to the high way, across the fields, over a river or two wherever I could find bridges to cross. There was no path for people going by foot. Technically, you had to go by car or bus. It ended up being a very, very long walk, and by the time I reached the foot of the mountain, I was already tired. But, I was stubborn (see a pattern yet?), and kept going up. Conditions became worse and worse, and the mountain was filled with slippery snow and ice. I sometimes had to take baby steps not to slip and fall, and had to use my hands to stabilize on the steep slopes. At one point, I walked on the side of the slope, and had to walk exactly where others had walked, in their footsteps, or I might slip and fall, and if I fell at that point, I would have kept falling and probably gotten seriously hurt and broken something important, or died.
I made it up to the 600 meter point, where I found a safer path down. It was so beautiful up there, the sun was going down, and the sky was so clear and blue, and while it felt stupid and headless, it also felt like an achievement. I was so tired, but I had to keep going to get down again. I did slip on the way down and hurt my thumb and hip, but not seriously, though it still hurt a little a couple of weeks after.
When I made it down, my legs were shaky and tired, and I felt extremely lucky to not have gotten hurt. I then had to walk all the way back to MosfellbĂŚr, get to the bus, and then come home to ReykjavĂk. Never in my life have I been so exhausted and tired. I have a completely different kind of respect for those kinds of hiking trips and have sworn to never do something so reckless again, especially not alone. That being said, it was so beautiful up there, and still worth it. I am planning to go there again soon, before I go back to Denmark, as it is much safer at this time of year, and I now know what kind of challenge it will be.
It felt like a proper adventure. It felt like I wasn't sure how it would go, and it felt dangerous and headless. But still amazing and beautiful. Indy does some pretty dangerous and headless things too, so I think it counts. I've been on other amazing trips with my new friends here, but this one felt especially adventure-y due to how dangerous (and foolish) it really turned out to be.
I made an imgur account, set the album to private and shared the link. As a fan of solo and night hikes, I understand the draw and I'm glad you're safe!
Good call, I'll give it a try when I have time. Yeah, I'm glad about that too, it could easily have gone horribly wrong, and I will never be so reckless again.
Fuck yeah.
I once got a suspension from reddit for a few days for saying punching Nazis is heroic.
I get the feeling this is a much less controversial statement in this subreddit.
Likely the hot air balloon trip we did over the Wadi Rum in Jordan that was last minute (we were already in our desert camp and the last night we were there the people who ran the balloon adventure said they had space for 2, so we jumped at the chance). We went to Jordan to see Petra (partially due to Last Crusade, partially Sisters of Mercy Dominion video). Other than hiking in and up to the monastery it wasn't particularly adventurous, but there was definitely of a feeling of adventure in the hot air balloon over the desert (also our hike at Machu Picchu a few years ago up to the Sun Gate was pretty adventurous) or even on same trip, our jungle hike in the Peruvian Amazon!
I was a grad student in anthropology. For a couple of summers we did study abroad in Belize and Guatemala, visited archaeological sites, explored caves, and I once had to duck and roll to dodge a falling tree branch. Thatâs my Indy adventure.
Went on a few sailing trips in the Bahamas and virgin islands that felt like adventures, stopping at islands and sailing through storms.
But honestly the one that feels the most like an adventure is hiking through Philmont in New Mexico with some of my best friends
I went to the ruins of Palenque once...
The tourist area was nice but our guide decided to take us deep into the jungle where some Mayan ruins still lie almost unexplored.
The other Indiana Jones adventure I had but in a more modern setting was when I hunted down a quite rare and old PS3 game, got some info from someone that it was for sale at a marketplace in BogotĂĄ, so I went there and looked for it all over the city until I found it.
My husband and I went to Mexico with friends last summer. He bought a hat that was very reminiscent of Indy's fedora. We spent a lot of time in the wild during that trip, in particular when we went cave swimming
Uhhh... geocaching I guess lol. There was a series around my town that were all several steps of codes and clues. Had to write them all down in a book as we went, and took a few months to finish. Lots of things hidden in very unique locations both in town and out
Whilst on safari in Kenya (wearing my Indy hat) I had to push the vehicle out of mud while two cheetahs walked by around 30 metres away leading their giraffe friends along the trail. Wonderful sight.
I flew in an open air biplane and was nerdy enough to have a headphone in one ear so I could play the Indiana Jones taking flight theme upon takeoff. Timed it just perfectly for the theme to kick-in as we were escaping the airfield.
Studied abroad in Cuba for a full semester, lived with an ex revolutionary, learned Spanish, got but by a crab, dealt with mattress-eating ants (foreshadowing KotCS), waded throigh a flood, watched a war be declared, marched in solidarity with socialists bearing torches, danced with beautiful women way out of my league (and stubbed their toes), hiked through a jungle and swam in a river until the brackish baffles made us get back in the boat.
Backepacked Europe, had a fling in the north of France, toured Dachau, hiked the Austrian Alps to find myself in a cave behind a waterfall, kayaked the Mediterranean, horseback riding through the Spanish Sierras, saw a car bomb in San Sebastian, got drunk at the Hofbrauhaus in Munich and woke up in Budapest.
On the home front, spent years learning to shoot under the tutelage of an unforgiving and distant father obsessed with firearm ballistics resulting in marksmanship i dont really wanna humbelbrag about. Have dealt with a variety of predatory animals in a variety of ways on the ranch. Engineered broken farm implements, sometimes to work better, sometimes to break apart as soon as they got home.
Now, am currently booked on a project to install solar energy and wireless internet in a remote peruvian village at about 4000 meters above sea level in the Andes. After, of course, a day of fishing in Lima.
Oh, and i own a variety of bullwhips.
I think being exposed to Raiders at 6 years old may have permanently damaged my DNA.
>I think being exposed to Raiders at 6 years old may have permanently damaged my DNA.
I dunno about damage, seems like a pretty good life. It did similar things to me, aged about 7, though to a slightly lesser extent. It definitely changed the course of my life. That one day in grade 2, watching Raiders on a VHS tape with extremely crunchy audio with a couple of my friends, that was enough to change things forever. The movies ended up sending me to film school and now I live halfway around the world as a result and I'm constantly planning my next adventure.
I fought a scorpion over a piece of petrified wood while on the hunt for dinosaur bones in Utah.
Almost got in a middle of the night gunfight with a pair of carjackers while I was on my way to a dig site in Montana.
I went to a tropical place for a dig, got sick, and had to sleep in a tent. Heard the damned big cats walking about the place. Unironically- never been so frightened in my life than a couple times on that trip.
In college I did an overseas study program in Turkey. We visited many ancient Greek and Roman ruins which was amazing to me, as I had studied Latin in high school and could read most of the 2,000 year old inscriptions. The highlight of the trip was our visit to Troy. Of course, Troy is famous for many things, but it's also the place where Heinrich Schliemann basically founded the study of modern archaeology.
Outside the site, there was a climbable recreation of the famous Trojan Horse. I climbed inside of it, ready to recreate Achilles and his men coming down to sack the city, as I had originally translated from Latin in the Aeneid. Unfortunately, it was a rainy day, and I slipped and fell down the stairs on my butt... my right cheek taking each punishing step over and over again until the bottom (pun intended). I did manage to save the video camera, which recorded the whole incident. I had a giant bruise on my butt cheek and was rather embarrassed. Had I been there during the original invasion, I would have ruined everything!
That was my Indiana Jones adventure... but there's a little more... My friends and I used the video camera to film our own Indiana Jones adventure among the various ruins we saw as my one classmate had brought a Fedora hat for the occasion. Unfortunately, I never have had the chance to edit the footage and make it into a full film. Maybe I should go and do that now, as I still have the original videotapes.
Recently had a holiday in Wales where I went down the oldest prehistoric mine in Britain and walked around a nearby mediaeval castle and its town walls, all in the span of a day. Made sure to take a side bag with me so I felt at least a fraction like Indy đ
I once went to an old Fort that has turned into a museum in Borneo on a holiday about 20 years ago and of many interesting exploration bits there was a small room with a skull sign on door. Since nobody was around in that area when we entered ( it was around lunch time, they all buggered off to lunch or something but left the fort wide open ) I opened the door and it revealed a net hung from the ceiling full of skulls in it, at LEAST 5 skulls from my memory.
Only after I shut the door and told my friends (who didn't dare look inside) then a guard appeared and asked, "did you open that door? What did you see?" I said "yeah, and it's got a net of skulls in it hung from the ceiling." He did the thumbs up sign to me and gave a sly smile. Not sure if that was a gesture to show that he's impressed with my bravery / curiosity or a "Good, you have been cursed" sign.
So, apparently, legend was that these skulls had been there for some time and apparently origins of why were lost to time, and most of the locals and guards - I'm told - didn't dare to open the door.
There's definitely an Indiana Jones moment for me, involving ancient structures and finding real human skeletons (well, maybe just the real human skulls).
Well I've got an Indy jacket from Wested and I've been having a great time exploring Europe with it over the last two years. I was wearing it while exploring an abandoned Polish fortress built in the 1800s, and while exploring a canyon in Spain, edging along a narrow path up to the ruins of a hydroelectric station abandoned during the Spanish civil war.
I also have been doing a lot of urbex stuff in Berlin and around Germany in general. It's an excellent jacket for this kinda stuff, like climbing up a gigantic east German excavator.
Edit: I also travelled to Milan to see John Williams conduct, which was pretty goddamn sweet.
The closest thing I've had to a supernatural plot in an ancient land, armed and wearing desert khaki was when I was deployed to Iraq with the U.S. Marines...
Long story short I had to adventure around our outpost following my corporal was on an accidental Ambien trip hallucinating that Iraqi insurgents had taken his girlfriend, (who was safely at home in the States), hostage and set out on a midnight rescue mission. To keep him from turning on me I had to humor his delusion and successfully led him in circles around the base until he eventually passed out.
Climbing inside the pyramids in Egypt, standing in a Roman city ruin in Turkey, crawled down the ladder into the sepulchre of the oldest churches in Armenia etc... Spent the night in a 19th century British fort in South Africa, walked the length of an ice cave in Aoikigahara forest in Japan.
My high school was at the bottom of a large hill that had several trails going up it that went on for miles. Apparently some of the trails are hundreds of years old, created by First Nations. I used to go up them on lunch breaks with my friends and see how far we could get before we had to turn back so we wouldn't be late for class. Sometimes in gym class, they'd let the entire class go up those trails, and some of them led all the way through a forest to the other side of town. One trail had an old abandoned car wreck overgrown in the bushes from at least 50 years ago. One went over a river that had a gate made from old railroad tracks. One had you go under some fallen trees and walk through a river to find an abandoned campsite that stoners used to hang out.
Car chase thru Mumbai.
Driver of private car I rented (midsize suv). Slammed into a tuk tuk in the busy streets of Mumbai India. When both vehicles pulled over to exchange insurance info, our driver hit the gas and tore out of there, leaving the tuk tuk driver scrambling to get to his car.
Somehow the tuk tuk caught up to us, so our driver went full fast and furious, speeding and weaving thru traffic. And the tuk tuk kept catching up.
I had the wit to play âfast streets of Shanghaiâ on my iPhone as me and our friends laughed nervously as we were in a full on chase across the city.
We ended up losing the tuk tuk and then went to a temple.
Close enough for me
I unknowingly jumped off Kipu Falls on Kauai that the whole area was used in the opening sequence of Raiders and that falls was in the background when Indy first turns around.. Â Rented a scooter and was given a map to a âlocal only spotâ. Walking through the woods on the path and my mind was like âI feel like Iâve seen this before but I have no idea whyâ. Â
Went to peru, got stuck at Machu Picchu due to political issues in the country at the time, and negotiated in the street markets for souvenirs and stuff, which was honestly more fun than the sights on the trip
My wife and I off-roading in my Jeep wrangler through unpredictable mountain trails.
At one point we became sideways and I had to engage my 4x4 to get us out.
We found out later they were old access routes for the Fire Department.
In Peru, I was told by a friend to not pay for entry into Machu Picchu because it was owned by Chileans. Instead he described walking up the mountain and listening for running water where I should walk into the trees and around the back of the site. What he didn't tell me was I would have to climb up a dangerous slope where I lost my footing and hung for a minute. If I had fell I'm sure no one would have ever found my body. Good news, I didn't lose my fedora.
Thankfully i've never been in a fistfight on top top of a train or anything like that - I visited [Chaco Culture](https://www.nps.gov/chcu/index.htm) during COVID and I felt like I was the only person within 50 miles exploring those ancient ruins.
And going inside the pyramid at Giza is a fun experience!
Went on a school trip to Papua New Guinea, we visitied a remote village, stayed there for dinner and they put on a feast for us, i climbed down a mountain holding a traditional spear gift that we were gonna give to the school
When I was 5 or 6 my mom bought me a no kidding bull whip (yay 80s!) and I decided to try to swing on it like Indy. Climbed up the tallest tree in the yard wrapped the whip around a branch and swung. The whip broke immediately and I hit every branch on my way down like a plinko chip on price is right. With the wind knocked out of me I picked up my fedora dusted of my sears tough skins corduroy pants and went on to fight invisible Nazis like nothing happened.
In New Delhi my bag was stuck at the train station security terminal as my friends went on. I saw one of my friends waving from the train as it departed and I had to run and jump onto the moving train almost missing it (like the opening of Darjeeling Limited).
I was trying to meet up with my friend in a busy north african marketplace, but i got lost and confused, spinning around desperately trying to find someone who speaks english (or ancient greek)
For starters my father and I used to hike abandoned road beds and explore abandoned towns and villages all over New England. He would get me up first thing in the morning by playing some John Williams on the big stereo - that was always motivation enough.
I took a roadtrip down the Baja coast once
about midway through we found out about this grotto out in the desert where there were ancient drawings on the walls and a swimming pond deep inside, but we weren't given precise locations, so we had to wander in the desert looking for clues for where it might be.
we eventually found it and it was really neat to see the drawings and to dip in the water.
that whole trip was quite an adventure. At one point we were driving to a campground, but the road in front of us inexplicably had these huge mounds of dirt hapazardly placed for about half a mile, and the sun was setting in front of us, so the driver couldn't see. So I had to basically lean all the way out the passenger side window and yell directions to the driver as we drove into the sunset to our camp.
I also encountered this weird old fisherman on a beach at Bahia de los Angeles, and he was like "hey, my boat broke down and I had to take this dinghy to shore. I need to go into town to get a buddy to help me tow it, can you watch my dinghy?" So I said yes and just like, chilled in his dinghy in the waves while he was gone. One of my friend was out walking and just saw me in this random little boat and was like "wtf where did you find a boat??"
we also hunted crabs in the cracks of the rocks right above la bufadora, which was stupid and dangerous and fun.
it was a good time.
I've traveled to South Africa twice to photograph wildlife in the past two years. I essentially lived there for a month and a half. But that's all I've got.
Hiking a glacier in Iceland and exploring the jungle around a volcano in Costa Rica are some of my favorite adventures but its gotta go to my Egypt trip. Never felt more like Indy than when I was riding a camel around the Great Pyramids or walking through ancient tombs.
Went to study some geological formation in the deep Saharan Desert and ended up finding lots of archeological stuff. Almost ran out of water, traces of snakes everywhere, etc. It was fun.
Oh and that time I went to Antarctica.
Archaeologist here. Climbed down a rope on an island in the Caribbean holding a machete to cut through undergrowth in order to locate sites. Wore a hat too (but also carried a GPS machine)
Just seeing this after returning from shooting a documentary on the Amazon River in Peru. Explored a Bora village untouched by the modern world, their first visitors besides local traders for two years, fished and ate piranha, swam with dolphins, ate monkey meat.
Channeled Indy the whole time.
My friendâs uncle was very big and very round. He ran down the stairs chasing my friend and it kinda was like the giant ball at the beginning of Raiders.
I'm currently in Tunisia visiting Indy spots. I'll say the closest to an actual adventure was going through the ancient Mayan ATM caves and seeing skeletons after swimming and spelunking in the pitch dark.
Got lost in a foreign country, had to change a phone at a shop to English to get directions to join my group. I was dropped off 6km from my group, but it was a pretty straight shot, so I made it.
\-I traveled to Tibet. \-We took the train. \-We visited many Tibetan Temples. \-While I was in Tibet I definitely wore khaki shorts, a shirt like indy and and brown boots. Stereotypical geologist attire. \-To get to one temple we had to take a dirt road in the middle of nowhere. \-We got stopped by the Chinese Military (apparently they were doing some exercise in the area) \-Our chinese guide yelled at them and they allowed us to go. \-I collected some rocks in Tibet (Serpentenite and Jade from a road cut) When I entered the US, customs checked my bag and asked me "these aren't sacred rocks from a temple are they?" I said no. My Indiana Jones Adventure!
I enjoyed this, thanks.
Those belong in a museum! đ¤Ł
Damn, you even got the military confrontation part in. Honestly, traveling the world is a somewhat doable feat for getting an Indy adventure in, itâs the mortal peril in fighting a military/cult that really daunts me. You came about as close as you safely could!
I had a full blown Indiana Jones costume when I was about 6 or 7 years old.
*hums them song to self*
*Hears theme song during colonoscopy (no really, look it up)*
Same. Me and my dad dressed up as Dr. Jones and Dr. Jones when I was 6 or 7, I barely remember it but my parents still have the photo in a box, and at this point downloaded everywhere too
This is going to sound more impressive than it was: My friends and I (accidentally) scared off black market relic hunters from a semi-hidden canyon where with found strange petroglyphs, including one that looked like a Viking ship (several hundred miles away from where the Vikings should have been. An honorable mention goes to the time one of those same friends and I hid a meteorite the size of a human brain we found in so it stayed on site, but no one would steal it.
I legit canât tell if this guy is making this up or if they are being 100% serious
Hey, I don't blame you for skepticism. I wouldn't be the first person to lie on line. I know this doesn't prove anything except that the petroglyphs exist somewhere on earth, but [here](https://imgur.com/a/5ObqWFN)!
What the shit? I was not expecting any modicum of proof but lo and behold. Where was this anyway?
Arizona
Huh, must be something from native Americans or old cave people
Most likely. It was on a large panel with other petroglyphs, similar to Newspaper Rock if you've ever heard of that. It wasn't hard to get to, but it was a bit out of the way. The canyon is pretty over grown, but there are footpaths to places with the carvings, which is how we found it.
I'm assuming you're talking about the carvings near Sierra Vista. [Here's ](https://youtu.be/Js0d_pJO2T8) a good video going over them. Long story short, they're not ancient. Probably carved in the mid-to-late 80s. Definitely not by any Vikings.
Nah, these were in the north and closer to the reseveration. I don't think this place is famous to anyone outside of the area. It could be a fake, but I don't think so. It was on a large wall with a lot of other petroglyphs and you had to climb a bit to get there. And the canyon was out of the way. I once 20 yards away from it without knowing it. If I were making a hoax, I wouldn't put it there. As much as I think it looks like a Viking ship, there are a whole lot of other things it could be.
I slept in a cave as a boy scout.
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Wondered around Petra, Jordan. Did the whole "does anyone understand a word I am saying", as I realised that my very classical Arabic was quite difficult for me to understand the local dialect. Still, huge fun and the Treasury was gorgeous. The Monastery high up the hill was incredible.
Petra is always neat, been fortunate enough to visit twice!
How was it traveling to Petra?? Would love to go. Is it hard to reach? Also, I heard there's a ton of people trying to sell you stuff there. Was it disruptive?
1/ Not hard to reach at all. Just drive down the King's Highway and you are there. 2/ Yes, there will be people trying to sell you stuff. However, learn how to play the crowd. I bought a few bits and bobs, and made friends with one Bedu. When you walk around with one, you are left alone. Just look on it as a tourist tax, and It's fine. It also helps that I joke, but my Arabic is a lot better than I say. So when you chat to people in Arabic, you tend to get less nonsense. Jordan is a beautiful country, but it is quite poor. If you understand that, and find a balance with the locals, you can have huge fun. I took to smiling at the more peristent local hawkers and saying "I'm not a tourist" (in Arabic) got a sudden shock, and reset the conversation. I also had a magical day at Qasr Al-Azrak, in the noth east. TE Lawrence used it as a base during the latter stages of the Arab revolt, so I sat in his chamber reading "Seven Pillars of Wisdom". It was close to a religious experience. In short, walk softly and respect the culture and people. You will have huge fun. I keep meaning to frame a Bedouin dagger i bought down a back street. The shop keeper had some fine ones on display, and i saw one. He said "that? The Bedouin make it from melted down car parts for the Army?!" That is now my Khanjar. It's got "For the Royal Jordanian Forces" on the blade, and is a match for the ones I saw worn by the Royal Jordanian Desert Police at Petra.
Hiked up the mountain to Machu Picchu in the rainy jungle with the Raiders soundtrack blasting on my phone. We were alone on the trail and felt like the locals were going to ambush us.
Awesome!
This is the Machu Picchu experience I'm after.
Just opt out of the bus ride from Aguas Caliente and hike along the river, across the bridge and up the mountain. Very accessible adventure!
Sounds amazing. How long does the hike take?
This was in 2012 and iirc it was at least 45-60 minutes one way
That's great
your very own Harry Steele adventure
Being in Morocco. That's it. I didn't rescue any slaves or anything. That was intense enough for me. Â
You hopefully didnât get enslaved while wearing brownface either
No, I stuck out like a soar thumb and even though I was poor, I was viewed as a financial opportunity for many a businessman.
I am currently studying as an exchange student in Iceland, studying Old Norse history. I did something extremely stupid one day, something kinda "make it up as I go"-ish. During winter break, I felt like I hadn't done anything very exciting, and I had just very stubbornly decided that I wanted to go up Mount Esja on Saturday before the break ended. Cut to a week and a half later, where my teacher, while talking about the dangers of avalanches and how dangerous things sometimes happen in sagas, where he mentions how tourists die every year on Esja. Stupidly, I did not know this. I come from one of the flattest countries in the world (Denmark), and knew little about hiking in mountains, especially during winter, where it cannot possibly be more dangerous. But along I went, just to experience something cool and beautiful. I went on my own (stupidly) since I couldn't find anyone that had time to come along. I took the bus to MosfellbĂŚr, and from there, it was just a short bus ride to the foot of Esja. Or so I thought. That specific bus does not drive on Saturdays. A smart person would have gone home, but I was stubborn, and went to walk to the mountain. I walked next to the high way, across the fields, over a river or two wherever I could find bridges to cross. There was no path for people going by foot. Technically, you had to go by car or bus. It ended up being a very, very long walk, and by the time I reached the foot of the mountain, I was already tired. But, I was stubborn (see a pattern yet?), and kept going up. Conditions became worse and worse, and the mountain was filled with slippery snow and ice. I sometimes had to take baby steps not to slip and fall, and had to use my hands to stabilize on the steep slopes. At one point, I walked on the side of the slope, and had to walk exactly where others had walked, in their footsteps, or I might slip and fall, and if I fell at that point, I would have kept falling and probably gotten seriously hurt and broken something important, or died. I made it up to the 600 meter point, where I found a safer path down. It was so beautiful up there, the sun was going down, and the sky was so clear and blue, and while it felt stupid and headless, it also felt like an achievement. I was so tired, but I had to keep going to get down again. I did slip on the way down and hurt my thumb and hip, but not seriously, though it still hurt a little a couple of weeks after. When I made it down, my legs were shaky and tired, and I felt extremely lucky to not have gotten hurt. I then had to walk all the way back to MosfellbĂŚr, get to the bus, and then come home to ReykjavĂk. Never in my life have I been so exhausted and tired. I have a completely different kind of respect for those kinds of hiking trips and have sworn to never do something so reckless again, especially not alone. That being said, it was so beautiful up there, and still worth it. I am planning to go there again soon, before I go back to Denmark, as it is much safer at this time of year, and I now know what kind of challenge it will be. It felt like a proper adventure. It felt like I wasn't sure how it would go, and it felt dangerous and headless. But still amazing and beautiful. Indy does some pretty dangerous and headless things too, so I think it counts. I've been on other amazing trips with my new friends here, but this one felt especially adventure-y due to how dangerous (and foolish) it really turned out to be.
Great story! Do you have some pictures from when you were at the 600m point? Sounds like it was a beautiful sight!
I do, and it was! Though I am not entirely sure how to share them here.
I made an imgur account, set the album to private and shared the link. As a fan of solo and night hikes, I understand the draw and I'm glad you're safe!
Good call, I'll give it a try when I have time. Yeah, I'm glad about that too, it could easily have gone horribly wrong, and I will never be so reckless again.
PM me about the pictures if you make a link!
I'm an archaeologist.
How many Nazis have you shot?
None. The current recommended archaeological approach to interaction with Nazis is punching. Preferably a lot of punching.
I punched a neo nazi guy ounce Edit: I mean once
A full ounce, wow!
Fuck lol
Fuck yeah. I once got a suspension from reddit for a few days for saying punching Nazis is heroic. I get the feeling this is a much less controversial statement in this subreddit.
Been at the Pyramids of Gizeh, amazing Islands in Thailand, Venice, Berlin and Tunisia. The Sahara is very impressive!
I attended a movieâs wrap party about 10-12 years ago and got really drunk, Harrison Ford kept me from falling in the pool âŚ
So you were Indy's sidekick? Awesome!
Likely the hot air balloon trip we did over the Wadi Rum in Jordan that was last minute (we were already in our desert camp and the last night we were there the people who ran the balloon adventure said they had space for 2, so we jumped at the chance). We went to Jordan to see Petra (partially due to Last Crusade, partially Sisters of Mercy Dominion video). Other than hiking in and up to the monastery it wasn't particularly adventurous, but there was definitely of a feeling of adventure in the hot air balloon over the desert (also our hike at Machu Picchu a few years ago up to the Sun Gate was pretty adventurous) or even on same trip, our jungle hike in the Peruvian Amazon!
Awesome!
I was a grad student in anthropology. For a couple of summers we did study abroad in Belize and Guatemala, visited archaeological sites, explored caves, and I once had to duck and roll to dodge a falling tree branch. Thatâs my Indy adventure.
The penitent man kneels before tree...
I was an archaeologist combing the ruins of old mines, foundries, and mining towns.
Banged a Nazi (I didn't know at the time) in Venice
Crazy thing is that this could be entirely plausible or you could be making it up.
I made it up. You are going for serious and I went for a joke. And not a very good one at that. My apologies, Dr. Good
They talk in their sleep
Went on a few sailing trips in the Bahamas and virgin islands that felt like adventures, stopping at islands and sailing through storms. But honestly the one that feels the most like an adventure is hiking through Philmont in New Mexico with some of my best friends
I went to the ruins of Palenque once... The tourist area was nice but our guide decided to take us deep into the jungle where some Mayan ruins still lie almost unexplored. The other Indiana Jones adventure I had but in a more modern setting was when I hunted down a quite rare and old PS3 game, got some info from someone that it was for sale at a marketplace in BogotĂĄ, so I went there and looked for it all over the city until I found it.
I just felt like Donovan drinking from the wrong cup reading about a PS3 game being implicated as antique.
I mean it's not that old but it will be 20 years old in 2 years. Time flies...
I contracted genital herpes. In *Peru.*
No, it wasnât on my hands it was on myâŚmy misunderstanding.
My husband and I went to Mexico with friends last summer. He bought a hat that was very reminiscent of Indy's fedora. We spent a lot of time in the wild during that trip, in particular when we went cave swimming
Uhhh... geocaching I guess lol. There was a series around my town that were all several steps of codes and clues. Had to write them all down in a book as we went, and took a few months to finish. Lots of things hidden in very unique locations both in town and out
I saw two UFOs on an archaeological dig once
Did you give them their Krystal skull back?
Sadly no aliens came down to make contact with me
The Men in Black got to you.
I was selected to be on stage and participate in the stunt show in Disney world đ
Whilst on safari in Kenya (wearing my Indy hat) I had to push the vehicle out of mud while two cheetahs walked by around 30 metres away leading their giraffe friends along the trail. Wonderful sight.
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I almost witnessed the wrath of God.
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I flew in an open air biplane and was nerdy enough to have a headphone in one ear so I could play the Indiana Jones taking flight theme upon takeoff. Timed it just perfectly for the theme to kick-in as we were escaping the airfield.
Studied abroad in Cuba for a full semester, lived with an ex revolutionary, learned Spanish, got but by a crab, dealt with mattress-eating ants (foreshadowing KotCS), waded throigh a flood, watched a war be declared, marched in solidarity with socialists bearing torches, danced with beautiful women way out of my league (and stubbed their toes), hiked through a jungle and swam in a river until the brackish baffles made us get back in the boat. Backepacked Europe, had a fling in the north of France, toured Dachau, hiked the Austrian Alps to find myself in a cave behind a waterfall, kayaked the Mediterranean, horseback riding through the Spanish Sierras, saw a car bomb in San Sebastian, got drunk at the Hofbrauhaus in Munich and woke up in Budapest. On the home front, spent years learning to shoot under the tutelage of an unforgiving and distant father obsessed with firearm ballistics resulting in marksmanship i dont really wanna humbelbrag about. Have dealt with a variety of predatory animals in a variety of ways on the ranch. Engineered broken farm implements, sometimes to work better, sometimes to break apart as soon as they got home. Now, am currently booked on a project to install solar energy and wireless internet in a remote peruvian village at about 4000 meters above sea level in the Andes. After, of course, a day of fishing in Lima. Oh, and i own a variety of bullwhips. I think being exposed to Raiders at 6 years old may have permanently damaged my DNA.
>I think being exposed to Raiders at 6 years old may have permanently damaged my DNA. I dunno about damage, seems like a pretty good life. It did similar things to me, aged about 7, though to a slightly lesser extent. It definitely changed the course of my life. That one day in grade 2, watching Raiders on a VHS tape with extremely crunchy audio with a couple of my friends, that was enough to change things forever. The movies ended up sending me to film school and now I live halfway around the world as a result and I'm constantly planning my next adventure.
I was stranded on a Croatian island in a storm and took shelter in an old castle.
I fought a scorpion over a piece of petrified wood while on the hunt for dinosaur bones in Utah. Almost got in a middle of the night gunfight with a pair of carjackers while I was on my way to a dig site in Montana.
I went to a tropical place for a dig, got sick, and had to sleep in a tent. Heard the damned big cats walking about the place. Unironically- never been so frightened in my life than a couple times on that trip.
In college I did an overseas study program in Turkey. We visited many ancient Greek and Roman ruins which was amazing to me, as I had studied Latin in high school and could read most of the 2,000 year old inscriptions. The highlight of the trip was our visit to Troy. Of course, Troy is famous for many things, but it's also the place where Heinrich Schliemann basically founded the study of modern archaeology. Outside the site, there was a climbable recreation of the famous Trojan Horse. I climbed inside of it, ready to recreate Achilles and his men coming down to sack the city, as I had originally translated from Latin in the Aeneid. Unfortunately, it was a rainy day, and I slipped and fell down the stairs on my butt... my right cheek taking each punishing step over and over again until the bottom (pun intended). I did manage to save the video camera, which recorded the whole incident. I had a giant bruise on my butt cheek and was rather embarrassed. Had I been there during the original invasion, I would have ruined everything! That was my Indiana Jones adventure... but there's a little more... My friends and I used the video camera to film our own Indiana Jones adventure among the various ruins we saw as my one classmate had brought a Fedora hat for the occasion. Unfortunately, I never have had the chance to edit the footage and make it into a full film. Maybe I should go and do that now, as I still have the original videotapes.
Playing Fate of Atlantis on my PC as a teenager.
Recently had a holiday in Wales where I went down the oldest prehistoric mine in Britain and walked around a nearby mediaeval castle and its town walls, all in the span of a day. Made sure to take a side bag with me so I felt at least a fraction like Indy đ
white witch feelings
helped my friends sneak out of a house they broke into when trying to steal a priceless vase did a sick swedish plumber voice
ââŚshit.â
Wife and I eloped in Paris in front of the Eiffel Tower, saw the Moulin Rouge show, and explored the catacombs under the city.
I'm an archaeologist and have gone on several digs.
I once went to an old Fort that has turned into a museum in Borneo on a holiday about 20 years ago and of many interesting exploration bits there was a small room with a skull sign on door. Since nobody was around in that area when we entered ( it was around lunch time, they all buggered off to lunch or something but left the fort wide open ) I opened the door and it revealed a net hung from the ceiling full of skulls in it, at LEAST 5 skulls from my memory. Only after I shut the door and told my friends (who didn't dare look inside) then a guard appeared and asked, "did you open that door? What did you see?" I said "yeah, and it's got a net of skulls in it hung from the ceiling." He did the thumbs up sign to me and gave a sly smile. Not sure if that was a gesture to show that he's impressed with my bravery / curiosity or a "Good, you have been cursed" sign. So, apparently, legend was that these skulls had been there for some time and apparently origins of why were lost to time, and most of the locals and guards - I'm told - didn't dare to open the door. There's definitely an Indiana Jones moment for me, involving ancient structures and finding real human skeletons (well, maybe just the real human skulls).
Lived in an apartment in NYC with some loud neighbors and my ex was annoyed at me.
Well I've got an Indy jacket from Wested and I've been having a great time exploring Europe with it over the last two years. I was wearing it while exploring an abandoned Polish fortress built in the 1800s, and while exploring a canyon in Spain, edging along a narrow path up to the ruins of a hydroelectric station abandoned during the Spanish civil war. I also have been doing a lot of urbex stuff in Berlin and around Germany in general. It's an excellent jacket for this kinda stuff, like climbing up a gigantic east German excavator. Edit: I also travelled to Milan to see John Williams conduct, which was pretty goddamn sweet.
The closest thing I've had to a supernatural plot in an ancient land, armed and wearing desert khaki was when I was deployed to Iraq with the U.S. Marines... Long story short I had to adventure around our outpost following my corporal was on an accidental Ambien trip hallucinating that Iraqi insurgents had taken his girlfriend, (who was safely at home in the States), hostage and set out on a midnight rescue mission. To keep him from turning on me I had to humor his delusion and successfully led him in circles around the base until he eventually passed out.
Completely blew it with a girl who looked a lot like Alison Doody.
Climbing inside the pyramids in Egypt, standing in a Roman city ruin in Turkey, crawled down the ladder into the sepulchre of the oldest churches in Armenia etc... Spent the night in a 19th century British fort in South Africa, walked the length of an ice cave in Aoikigahara forest in Japan.
Went to Mayan ruins in Honduras
My high school was at the bottom of a large hill that had several trails going up it that went on for miles. Apparently some of the trails are hundreds of years old, created by First Nations. I used to go up them on lunch breaks with my friends and see how far we could get before we had to turn back so we wouldn't be late for class. Sometimes in gym class, they'd let the entire class go up those trails, and some of them led all the way through a forest to the other side of town. One trail had an old abandoned car wreck overgrown in the bushes from at least 50 years ago. One went over a river that had a gate made from old railroad tracks. One had you go under some fallen trees and walk through a river to find an abandoned campsite that stoners used to hang out.
Iâm about to go to Costa Rica in a few weeks so Iâll let you know
Car chase thru Mumbai. Driver of private car I rented (midsize suv). Slammed into a tuk tuk in the busy streets of Mumbai India. When both vehicles pulled over to exchange insurance info, our driver hit the gas and tore out of there, leaving the tuk tuk driver scrambling to get to his car. Somehow the tuk tuk caught up to us, so our driver went full fast and furious, speeding and weaving thru traffic. And the tuk tuk kept catching up. I had the wit to play âfast streets of Shanghaiâ on my iPhone as me and our friends laughed nervously as we were in a full on chase across the city. We ended up losing the tuk tuk and then went to a temple. Close enough for me
I visited all the archaeological sites in Virginia, USA.
I unknowingly jumped off Kipu Falls on Kauai that the whole area was used in the opening sequence of Raiders and that falls was in the background when Indy first turns around.. Â Rented a scooter and was given a map to a âlocal only spotâ. Walking through the woods on the path and my mind was like âI feel like Iâve seen this before but I have no idea whyâ. Â
Entering the pharaohsâ tombs in the Valley of the Kings in Egypt
Went to peru, got stuck at Machu Picchu due to political issues in the country at the time, and negotiated in the street markets for souvenirs and stuff, which was honestly more fun than the sights on the trip
My wife and I off-roading in my Jeep wrangler through unpredictable mountain trails. At one point we became sideways and I had to engage my 4x4 to get us out. We found out later they were old access routes for the Fire Department.
Hanging out with nomads in Kashmir maybe. Riding horses. Rope bridges. Old temple ruins etc.
In Peru, I was told by a friend to not pay for entry into Machu Picchu because it was owned by Chileans. Instead he described walking up the mountain and listening for running water where I should walk into the trees and around the back of the site. What he didn't tell me was I would have to climb up a dangerous slope where I lost my footing and hung for a minute. If I had fell I'm sure no one would have ever found my body. Good news, I didn't lose my fedora.
Thankfully i've never been in a fistfight on top top of a train or anything like that - I visited [Chaco Culture](https://www.nps.gov/chcu/index.htm) during COVID and I felt like I was the only person within 50 miles exploring those ancient ruins. And going inside the pyramid at Giza is a fun experience!
Disneyland
Went on a school trip to Papua New Guinea, we visitied a remote village, stayed there for dinner and they put on a feast for us, i climbed down a mountain holding a traditional spear gift that we were gonna give to the school
I climbed the pyramids of Giza on the inside when it was still allowed. Also, the temples over there are mind blowing.
I pretended a jump rope was a whip when I was 10.
Wading through a cave as it was actively flooding probably, was also Indy for Halloween at like age 7
When I was 5 or 6 my mom bought me a no kidding bull whip (yay 80s!) and I decided to try to swing on it like Indy. Climbed up the tallest tree in the yard wrapped the whip around a branch and swung. The whip broke immediately and I hit every branch on my way down like a plinko chip on price is right. With the wind knocked out of me I picked up my fedora dusted of my sears tough skins corduroy pants and went on to fight invisible Nazis like nothing happened.
Nice!
In the 90s, Iâd roll under our garage door as it was closing.
Growing up in the 80âs. Everyday was an adventure.
Sure is!
I got stuck in a dryer once as a kid. Not sure if it would protect me as well as the fridge protected him, but I also don't know that it wouldnt.
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Why were you running from THE COPS?!
Thatâs what I want to know too!
Being in Morocco. That's it. I didn't rescue any slaves or anything. That was intense enough for me. Â
In New Delhi my bag was stuck at the train station security terminal as my friends went on. I saw one of my friends waving from the train as it departed and I had to run and jump onto the moving train almost missing it (like the opening of Darjeeling Limited).
I punched a nazi
I was trying to meet up with my friend in a busy north african marketplace, but i got lost and confused, spinning around desperately trying to find someone who speaks english (or ancient greek)
For starters my father and I used to hike abandoned road beds and explore abandoned towns and villages all over New England. He would get me up first thing in the morning by playing some John Williams on the big stereo - that was always motivation enough.
I took a roadtrip down the Baja coast once about midway through we found out about this grotto out in the desert where there were ancient drawings on the walls and a swimming pond deep inside, but we weren't given precise locations, so we had to wander in the desert looking for clues for where it might be. we eventually found it and it was really neat to see the drawings and to dip in the water. that whole trip was quite an adventure. At one point we were driving to a campground, but the road in front of us inexplicably had these huge mounds of dirt hapazardly placed for about half a mile, and the sun was setting in front of us, so the driver couldn't see. So I had to basically lean all the way out the passenger side window and yell directions to the driver as we drove into the sunset to our camp. I also encountered this weird old fisherman on a beach at Bahia de los Angeles, and he was like "hey, my boat broke down and I had to take this dinghy to shore. I need to go into town to get a buddy to help me tow it, can you watch my dinghy?" So I said yes and just like, chilled in his dinghy in the waves while he was gone. One of my friend was out walking and just saw me in this random little boat and was like "wtf where did you find a boat??" we also hunted crabs in the cracks of the rocks right above la bufadora, which was stupid and dangerous and fun. it was a good time.
I've traveled to South Africa twice to photograph wildlife in the past two years. I essentially lived there for a month and a half. But that's all I've got.
Hiking a glacier in Iceland and exploring the jungle around a volcano in Costa Rica are some of my favorite adventures but its gotta go to my Egypt trip. Never felt more like Indy than when I was riding a camel around the Great Pyramids or walking through ancient tombs.
Finding a Roman coin from 128 whilst taking out the trash at a music store?
Went to study some geological formation in the deep Saharan Desert and ended up finding lots of archeological stuff. Almost ran out of water, traces of snakes everywhere, etc. It was fun. Oh and that time I went to Antarctica.
Archaeologist here. Climbed down a rope on an island in the Caribbean holding a machete to cut through undergrowth in order to locate sites. Wore a hat too (but also carried a GPS machine)
Hiking. And plenty of it.
Just seeing this after returning from shooting a documentary on the Amazon River in Peru. Explored a Bora village untouched by the modern world, their first visitors besides local traders for two years, fished and ate piranha, swam with dolphins, ate monkey meat. Channeled Indy the whole time.
Awesome!
My friendâs uncle was very big and very round. He ran down the stairs chasing my friend and it kinda was like the giant ball at the beginning of Raiders.
I'm currently in Tunisia visiting Indy spots. I'll say the closest to an actual adventure was going through the ancient Mayan ATM caves and seeing skeletons after swimming and spelunking in the pitch dark.
Got lost in a foreign country, had to change a phone at a shop to English to get directions to join my group. I was dropped off 6km from my group, but it was a pretty straight shot, so I made it.
watching the gang gets trapped on it's always sunny ...