I smoked a joint in the faculty room at my old school, because the homie had a master key.
I smoked 5 hash joints with a couple of heads on top of a huge ferry boat headed from Dover to Calais. Funny shit was we bought a huge hash rock off of some 13 year old goth kids in a park in Edinburgh and since we had so much left, we had to pack everything in 5 huge joints.
I, too, smoked on top of the apartment complex i used to live in. You normally had no chance to get up there, but a friend had a rope ladder thing, so one night when my mom was gone we hopped on the balcony and put that shit to work, even took my little boombox, some beers and shit up there
Also, i smoked a huge spliff in the Scottish Highlands while some lil kid was playing the back pipe, made you feel like the Highlander