I had no place to stay and neither did the Australian bloke, David, he was supposed to be meeting friends a hostel called Loki the next day so we tried to see if they had any space left but they were completely fully booked until Monday, it was now Friday. I had read about a hostel near the main bus station that had a micro brewery in it, so it almost guaranteed good beer on tap. We walked there and it was quite literally a minute away from the bus station. Little did we know that the hostel was split into two, they were only about five hundred metres apart but we went to the wrong one, well, not wrong just one that was supposedly fully booked for the night. It was the right address for the micro brewery but we were now staying elsewhere. I was parched, so was Dave so we dropped our stuff off and went straight to the bar, claimed our free beer that you get for staying at the hostel and sat down and relaxed in the knowledge that we had a place to stay and a near unlimited supply of beer. We ended up staying for ages and getting quite drunk indeed, met some random people, somehow Dave met some people he knew from back home. I was given a challenge to carry a keg of beer up about five floors, I jumped at the chance because it meant a free pint. In hindsight I really shouldn't have done it because I had just arrived in the country and had in no way adjusted to the altitude yet. All I can say is that I got very drunk but had a relatively early night, didn't sleep as I found it a real hardship to breathe properly. I finally managed to get some sleep, about all of two hours.