We're getting ready to leave Krakow, Poland, but I haven't caught up that far on my blogs yet. But I will backdate my Berlin Blog so it will be like nothing happened. Anyway....
I have a short story to tell. It is a story about a hostel. A hostel in Krakow, Poland. Now: I haven't seen the (dumb) hostel moive yet, but I have been told that the movie exsists in two parts. The first half is a porn, the secound half is violence. Well my experiance deals with the first half. Before reading, remember this is my first experiance like this in a hostel (and I've stayed in 30, plus probably a hundred), so don't get freaked out.
It was midnight, Jen and I got in from "out" and I nesteled in my bed. I was the only one in from being out, in our hostel room. Jen was in a different room, so she didn't deal with this incident: only an angry Canadian. I can usually deal with the rukus of people coming in at night, however, tonight, I was awoken by the lights turned on and a mass of sixpeople entering the room stoned drunk at 3:30 am. It took them forever to settle in, but they finally did - except for two of them. Lets just say it wasn't hard to tell what was going on five feet from me. It wasn't hard because a lot was occuring. I'll spare you the details. But I did want to share some lines:
- Guy: "Oh no! Sorry! I haven't done this in a while."
- Girl: "Tell me your name! Tell me now!" (Repeat twenty times)
- Girl: "Oh! I hate it when I get a rash!"
Anyway, I was pissed 'cause this continued on for two hours. But it does make for some good stories.
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