I had only my own navigation to guide me (which isn’t always accurate).
I’m not proud of these thoughts.
after all, I could have been in much worse.
but, let’s be real-
who really wants to sleep in a sweaty arm pit?
so, I made my own bed
(hostels do not prepare the bed for you, in case you didn’t know)
and settled my things.
I later met the other occupant, a much more pleasant smelling girl studying in Bamberg.
We quickly started chatting.
it was nice to have some company in a foreign country.
and I soon learned one of the great things about hostels- in most cases, they are full of travelers or people from other countries.
It was a little less lonely.
After a sampling of the local beer that Bamberg is known for and sausage and pretzel for dinner, we headed back to the hostel and I slept just fine in my bottom bunk bed-
that is, until smelly guy across from me woke us all up at 3am.
I was, and still am, a little proud of myself for venturing out on my own.
And although I still prefer real hotels to hostels, I am so thankful they exist.
It may have been my first hostel experience, but it was not my last.
Have you stayed in a hostel? What was your experience? Do you have a favorite?