whats been the strangest thingyou ve undone your curtains to when you ve woke up after parking up for the night■■? that place that you thought was nice and quiet out of the way■■?
A couple of weird things…Once I parked up in Wick, woke up, opened the curtains…Right next to a cemetery!
And woke up once, surrounded by loads of motorbikes that I never heard pull up. And I’m the world’s lightest sleeper! 
Doing wine collections in France and parked in a village outside the gates to where the next morning’s collection was. Woke up to find market stalls round me that hadn’t been there when I arrived back at the truck from the restaurant the night before.
i once dropped my trailer on what i thought was spare land at bassets in sheffield , i was booked in the following morning to load , and i sneaked off home for the night thinking no one would notice … quite a bad mistake as when i got back it turned out to be a carpark and my trailer was surrounded by about thirty cars … 
Many years ago whilst doing furniture removals to Southern Ireland I parked up one very
foggy night on what I thought was a piece of waste land. Woke up in morning to find it was the open plan bus station.
Parked up on a Saturday night at a Truckstop in Germany.
Got up next morning ready to roll (UN exemption during Balkan Conflict) only to find a flea market / car boot sale all around.
I even had rope tied to the mirrors with clothes hanging from them !.
I’ve woken up in the middle of a carboot sale and also next to a fire! I was in Milton Keynes years ago, parked on an industrial estate next to my first drop, woke at 5am to find the factory next to my drop was well ablaze! I guess I woke up next to something which was there when I stopped but which was now rapidly disappearing in a cloud of smoke.
Careful where you chuck them old ■■■ ends!
1985ish I would have been around six years old but remember a foggy night when my Grandad parked up on a bit of waste land next to my Dads lorry,
Early next morning we were a bit shocked when we opened the curtains to find cars and lorries going around us as we were parked on a roundabout! 
I stopped for a few hours sleep on an Italian hard shoulder in the middle of the night and awoke to find a lorry totally ablaze 100 meters in front of me, I could feel the heat through the windscreen.
What I thought was an empty carpark on a Friday night turned out to be a church feat on Saturday morning - surrounded by stalls and car boot sales, and couldn’t get out the cakes an old woman gave me were good though 
Once parked outside the gates of a water treatment plant at Torpoint, ready for a 7am tip, only to wake up in the morning to find there was no bleedin road underneath me, the ■■■■ tide had come in and water was approx 1/4 of the way up the wheels.
Parked up one night on the quayside at Blyth, next morning at 7am it seemed really dark, I opened the curtains to find a massive Russian grain ship towering above the cab and mooring ropes either side of me, I’d never heard a thing in the night !
Parked up one night in Fred’s old place in Madrid (Residential area!!)
Been on the wine night before, as not loading until next morning , Heard a noise , peeked out of cab curtain and seen an elephant!!!
Young and reckless then maybe but sure i didn’t drink that much to see things!!
Found out later there was a circus down from us in the parking area.
Another one that’s parked on some “wasteland” only to discover in the morning that it’s the staff car park and been surrounded by about 30 cars that all needed to be moved for me to get out. It was some nursery in Norfolk somewhere.
I remember getting a shock when I parked up late one night in a layby on the Gloucester-Swindon road (A419?). I’d parked up right up on the tops just as the road levels out after that big climb from the air balloon? pub. It was 11pm when I parked up and I needed an 11 off so set my alarm for 0930. Woke up to the sound of the alarm going off next morning and it was still pitch black in the cab even though the curtains were only thin. Opened the curtains and it was still pitch black . I opened the door a fraction and half a tonne of snow fell in! It’d been snowing heavily all night and had drifted against the side of the truck. The road had been cleared luckily but I had a [zb] of job trying to get out of the layby as I’d parked on the wrong side of the road. 
Woke up in two French markets with all the ropes wrapped around the mirror arms. First time on the Left Bank in Lyon ,the next in Cassis. Both times the stallholders were friendly & helpful.
I pulled into the car park of the ski lift in Courmayer (Italian side of Monte Bianco) for a snooze in the early hours, woke up too many hours later in broad daylight to a rammed full car park, had a line of cars across the front and back of my lorry, I bet they thought it was hilarious blocking me in, don’t think I did too much damage to their cars shunting backwards and forwards multiple times so that I could get out, bet they weren’t laughing so hard when they saw the carnage on their return
Stopped for a kip once mid afternoon near Barcelona. Woke up a couple of hours later to see “ladies of the night” hundreds of yards in either direction. Spent the next couple of days hoping no one i knew had gone by and jumped to the wrong conclusion.
A work mate of mine parked up at Kettering last week woke up in morning opened curtains saw someone had backed up and parked up a tad on the close side to him,got ready jumped out to do the walk round and stuff got round front of his cab and ‘squelch’ stood in a rite pile of human crap tissue and all… worst fing was he only had his flip flops on lol He said it wasnt there when he took his rubbish to bin before bed nite b4.
Not to do with driving, but one cloudy pitch-dark night in open countryside somewhere in Italy, hearing distant thunders, I (we) put up our tents to shelter us from rain and give us a place rest as it was late anyway. Woke up following morning, unzipped the tent, head out, looked around and realized we were camped at an abandoned farmstead, tents built right where dung hill or pig pen once was and that soft ground, so comfy to sleep on was actually dried odourless manure
Thank God it did not rain that night!