Like the top of Everest or in a cave or in a tree.
I'll start: While living on a sail boat in S. France as a kid, every couple of months some of the ships from the US Sixth fleet would anchor just off the fishing village where we were moored. Golfe Juan). They'd send hundreds and hundreds of young men on 'shore leave' into the poor village. These men were ferried ashore by Liberty boats. A day or so before the fleet arrived about a dozen whore houses masquerading as 'bars' would open up and dozens and dozens of hookers would arrive by train coming from the last location the fleet was visiting. After a few days the fleet would move on along the coast and the temporary bars would close their doors and the hookers would board the train and meet the fleet a hundred miles up or down the coast. Anyway. That's a different subject. Because I was a Canadian and could speak 'English' I used to hang around with some of the sailors. I was even allowed to hang around in the 'bars' and the sailors and I were happy to speak 'English'. They would buy me Cokes. I got to know a few of these guys because they'd show up every couple of months. My parents would have some of them come to our sail boat for lunch/dinners. I was sort of a 'little brother' to them I guess. One time a couple of these men asked their officer/s if I could visit their ship and see what it was like. Permission was granted. I went out by liberty boat to the USS Trout. A submarine. The plan was I'd have lunch, get a tour of the ship given not by my sailor friends but some one who was trained to give tours then take a liberty boat back ashore. Just after I went aboard one of the famous 'mistral' wind storms hit. The waves got so high that the order was given to submerge below the surface. There I was in a US submarine under the water. We stayed submerged for three days. I ended up having the run of the ship. No supervision. I scrambled all over the ship from the conning tower to the engine room. Some one found a sailers cap for me. I can't remember what the meals where but I always had seconds. (My parents knew where I was and that I was safe of course) After a few days we surfaced. Some one gave me a deck of cards and an ash tray with USS TROUT on them and a carton of Pall Malls and a box of Mars bars as I left.