Was hitchhiking from Fayetteville Arkansas to New Orleans by myself afew months ago. You can already guess how fun that was. Every ride was scary. One guy picked me up somewhere in Arkansas and started driving on all these back roads and shit for no apparent reason. Kept talking about how private and isolated the land was. I told him my dad knew where I was (my dad lives in arkansas) and that I had friends waiting for me in Nola. He ended up taking me to some state park so I could use the showers, seemed pissed when there were other people at the park. This dude totally wanted to kill me, I spent the whole time watching him out the corner of my eye and plotting my escape. In the end he gave me some money and told me to call him if I was still at the spot he left me at that night. Yeah.....
Took a trucker ride out of Texarkana because a.) it was getting dark and i was alone in the middle of nowhere and b.) dude was going to baton rouge. I was reassured by the collage of family pictures on the inside of his truck. He seemed pretty nice at first, then he started telling me all about hauling acid. What kinds of acid he hauled, how much damage acid could do to say, a persons face. Then he told me that hitchhikers were crazy and couldnt be trusted, telling me stories about truckers picking up girls and them freaking out and the truckers having to throw them out of their cabs. Started telling me this story about a lady who was walking in a parkinglot and got a cup of acid thrown on her face, but it turned out she actually did it herself after investigation. This was a long ride, at one point he had to stop to get his load checked at some acid factory, and the whole time I was thinking this guys gonna fill a cup with acid, throw it in my face, and say that i was just some crazy bitch who attacked him or that i did it myself. hella scary. buuuut everything was cool in the end, i think he was just a little scared of me and paranoid about being caught with a rider.
was hitching the 101 up to portland afew years ago, again i was by myself. i'm not good at sticking with road dawgs, i tend to ditch people for no good reason, can't lie. i had just ditched these kids mikey and spoon (portland homebums) in petaluma cuz it took us EIGHT days to get there from SF. fuuuuuck no. anyways, this dude in a pickup picked me up and we're driving along. he was asking a buncha questions about traveling, he kept saying "thats killer" everytime i said something about traveling. then asked me if i got scared hitching by myself. this is always a red flag for me. i told him no, that i always carried a weapon and that i stayed in frequent contact with my family. he started telling me i was cute and he liked my freckles. then he turned off on a dirt road and said he was taking me to see his land. i told him he needed to get back on the hwy. we were already in bumfuck nowhere. he stopped his truck in the middle of the road, LOCKED BOTH DOORS, and just stared at me. we stared at each other for what felt like a fucking hour before he laughed, unlocked my door, and told me to get out of his car. Then he FOLLOWED behind me slowly in his truck until I got back on the hwy. I ran like three miles down the street until i started seeing cars. so fucking scary.
One of my first times hitchhiking, it was me and this kid marc and we were near baltimore after getting pulled off a train in lorton virginia. This fat guy in a blue cadillac picks us up. I sit in the back and marc sits up front. the dude starts asking Marc questions about me, is that your girlfriend? no, well do you guys have sex? can i spend a little time with her? moneys no problem, how much do you need? etc etc as if i have no say in the matter and he can buy me from this kid. when the dude was on the phone marc told me to keep my mouth shut and he would handle it. After about fifteen minutes of thiskind of conversation I'm about to freak out, Marc keeps saying no to the dude, and then says we need to get out of the car and for him to let us out at the next exit. The dude turned around and spoke to me for the first time saying "c'mon honey give it a try. I'll treat you like a princess if ya let me." OMFG. i literally puked on the side of the road when he let us out of the car.
figure i should probably stop hitchhiking by myself...