On Backpacker hostels, and clientele thereof.

Am writng this sunday morning UK time. This sure is an " interesting " place! As you know ,I returned to base pretty early last nite, as I did not fancy being on the street in this neighbourhood late . Allow me to set the scene for you in the "lounge". The lounge itself is a cavernous space , about 2/3 the size of the workshop. Against one wall hangs an enormous projection screen which is on 24/7 at loud volume. In said lounge people spill out of the kitchen (open 7am--10pm) with bowls of cereal etc. There are about half dozen internet terminals (1£/hr) and a pooltable. various backpackers from the world over congregate and hang. Now in contrast to the hostel in York , where there was a strict no alcohol rule, this one has a bar on the premises, where cheap beer is sold. As a result towards the end of the nite various drunks hang around. In addition to that some colourful characters from the 'hood come in to play pool (Mainly rasta guys ) So then i go and sleep . Later on one of the pissed guys stumbles in , and in the middle of the nite he lets fly with what is the most EXPLOSIVE farts I ever had the misfortune of hearing. It sounded like a firecracker going off , I am not kidding! I am sure he woke everone with that one. On a plus note it can be reported that the showers and toilets function well and are clean. Carla , daddy will be back in Paris around 10 tonite, will keep you informed about exact arrival time via sms , once I am in france. Au revoir everyonme.