It’s official, I am too old for staying in hostels.  The top bunk was too much.  I didn’t hurt myself, but it made me quite grumpy.  Then I have to go upstairs to go to the bathroom.  My suitcase is in a locker so I have to figure out what I need and throw it up to the top bunk and if I forget something go through the whole locker process again.  I know first world problems.  Still, I got in around 3:00 and it was a room full of snoring men.  I put my ear plugs in, but it wasn’t enough.  The sound resistant walls were useless.  They were air condition resistant walls though.  So, even though the air conditioning was on, it didn’t reach me.  Someone packed up all their stuff and left at 4:00am.  This involved a ridiculous amount of in and outs and my bed is right next to the door.  Then other people got up at 6:00am and more at 8:00am.  So, I barely slept.  Last night, one of my new friends offered that I could stay with her in the future.  I emailed her.  The future starts tonight.  I went looking for the breakfast that comes with my room and didn’t find that so I promptly checked out and caught a cab to Judy’s.  Now I have a queen sized bed and bathroom to myself with air condition that works.

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