On Hostel Life

One of the biggest influences in your life while travelling is hostel life. It can make you or break you. It can be better than home or your worst nightmare. It can have cold showers, stale bread for breakfast, rude staff and bed bugs. Or it can be so much fun you think you could live there.

Some of the incidents that have occured in hostels that remain most memorable for me are:

*Last night I woke up in the middle of the night to a guy vomitting in bed on the top bunk, like fully throwing up all over himself. So I put him in the recovery position and ran out to get some guys to help me sort him out. They dragged him out of bed, threw him in the shower then made him another bed and tucked him back in. Some people are too young to travel I swear. And most of these kids are funded by their parents!

*Shagging in a mixed dorm. Happened to us 3 nights in a row. People going at it with 10 other bodies in the room. Even after we screamed at them to get out they still went at it. Gross.

*Sleep walking, sleep talking...had a guy piss on my backpack in the middle of the night when he was sleepwalking. I was sound asleep and didnt know about it til the morning. Same with sleep talking in German. Creepy.

Thats pretty much the worst of it. Mind you we have had some amazing hostel experiences including:

*Organising Nikki´s birthday party on the rooftop of Hostel Estoril in Buenos Aires. A massive success!

*Pool party in Rio at 2am. It was boiling hot so we jumped in the pool and they opened the bar! Nice!

*Hot showers in La Paz. Unheard of!

By the way, I am currently in La Paz, Bolivia, and I have the flu which sucks. But i am hitting the vitamins and have found a health food cafe called 100% Natural which serves amazing food for about $1. So I am taking it easy until we get the hell out of here and get to Mexico.

Underlay underlay!!!!