We all wash our own dishes, and breakfast is instant coffee, prepackaged sandwiches, cheap cereal and boxed milk. Breakfast is free, but I am looking forward to better options in Berlin and in Amsterdam.
The hostel works. I usually hear some rowdies come home around 4 or 5, but then I go back to sleep. Our room is as far away from the common areas as we could be, thankfully. Chad and I have our own bedroom with a bunk bed, but the room is about 5' X 12'. That's still better than most rooms here which have as many as 4-8 beds, mixed boys and girls. Mostly they have been nice kids. Chad is having a very good time, and I have learned to sightsee on my own. Sometimes I circle these crazy streets a few times before I get the map turned the right way.
No more hostels after this. We're back to pensions, which are more like bed and breakfasts. I have enjoyed meeting kids from all over the world, especially the 4 KU students who spent 2 hours discussing the logistics of their trip while I worked last night. I was beginning to wonder if the under 30 crowd knew how to plan an itinerary. Those 4 kids have it down, but I still had to go get my Rick Steves to tell them whether their Rail Passes would cover the S-bahn or U-Bahn in Munich. They gave me tips on Berlin.
I wrote some postcards while I did laundry today at a laundromat where only 1 on 3 dryers were working. It took forever. I have also started writing up my Terezin and Lidice tour. I will have some time tomorrow. We have a 2:30 train. I hope to start packing tonight, but some of the clothes are still damp.
Street veiw. We enter a lobby and put in a code to open the door.
The elevator no one uses.
Lost of stairs.
They are fond of bright, garrish colors in this hostel.
A narrow room.
Two ladies clean twice a day. Lot's and lot's of bleach.
The upstairs common areas has a picnic table as well as a couch and some chairs.
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