I checked in, went up to my room and found my bed. A had a big single, nearly a double on the bottom bunk. It suited me nicely, I could easily stumble into bed after a night of heavy drinking. I put my valuable things in the locker, went into the common area and had a sit down on the sofa. Just as I was walking through the doors, a couple of American guys did too. It seemed as if I was following them as we all ended up in the same room. The room was actually quite strange though, it was like one big room with only a double bunk, and a bathroom in the corner. This is the bit that had the lockers in, then there was another room attached with no wall in between, this is the room that I was in. It was all one room but seemed to be divided into two. The American guys were on skateboards and went off for a bit. They came back with some food and started cooking up some soup in a pressure cooker. I was amazed at how quickly you can boil potatoes in a pressure cooker. It shortened the boiling time to only a few minute, the soup was completely made within half an hour of chopping up the vegetables and Kabinosi sausage. It smelt wonderful and put my plain old pasta with tomato sauce to shame. I couldn't be bothered to do anything proper so just cooked up some pasta. I had enquired about the cheapest shop to by alcohol from, and found out there were two shops opposite each other. One was expensive and the other was a little bit cheaper. I can't exactly say cheap because of this bloody minimum alcohol pricing in Canada. In the common area, there was this elder Australian lady, Judy. She was talking about some really random things she had seen and done. She told stories of all these adventures around the world. To be honest I was quite jealous of the life she had been describing. She seemed really interesting and had lived her life to the full. We all sat around chatting, her, Jack and Chris the American guys and myself. There were some others in there too. They joined in and we all started drinking. I had bought a twelve of PBR, simply because it is cheap even though most of the time it leads to the shits. A little while on this English guy emerged, he was in my room and had been asleep when I arrived. I think he had just woken up by this point. We were all hanging around and chatting.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
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