Tonight will be my last night in the hostel. After that I'm moving to - no, not under a bridge - to a rented room in someone's house. It's in Calgary but outside downtown. From a nearby park you have a great view on downtown, and the Rockies in the distance:
That photo was taken yesterday and the weather was actually quite hot. Today it's even better: blue sky, 30 degrees. The hostel organizes a barbecue (beer, burgers, corn... the cowboy hats are for tomorrow's Stampede - more on that later).The good thing about hostel life is that you meet lots of people, and make friends with workers that stay here long-term, like Adrian, the Irish guy (left in picture above), and Marco, the German guy.
Sleep could be better though. Nothing worse than a loudly snoring roommate, right? Well, what about one who drops in in the middle of the night, wrestles and moans in his sleep with loud screams every half an hour? In the morning Marco enters the room (back from from his night shift) and I hear him say to the other guy: "Hey buddy, what are you doing in my bed; would you please move?" "What?! You peed in my bed?! On my wallet?!"
Unbelievable.
You took me back to my hostel days... It's so good to reminisce ❤️
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