When I was 18, I flew over to Australia from London via LA, stayed up all day and arranged to meet with some people that is meet on the plane for a beer, all good, having a drink in a pub out at Coogee Bay.

I was sat on a bar stool, closed my eyes, woke up standing next to the pool table having flicked all of the "next game" reservation coins onto the table. A very large Australian guy was saying "I hope you know where all those came from"

My new friend hustled me out of there, thankfully.