Trio D`Or

I'm enjoying this hostel in London, mad mix of people. Last night was quieter, with the Canadians fast asleep, the Texan surfing porn on his phone and the Australian guy in the bunk above me muttering in his sleep.

I skimmed a few chapters of 'The Interpretation of Dreams' once, maybe tonight should have a poke at figuring out what's all in his head. Last night he mumbled ''where's my pants'' or ''my pants'' a few times, so I guess he was having one of those naked dreams.

I really like Americans, they have no clue sometimes but on the whole I enjoy their company. There are three in my dorm of eight. I woke up this morning to find the two guys shaving the back or each other's necks while the girl was curling her eyelashes. Here we are, al living out of a single bag effectively homeless in a foreign country and she has eyelash curling apparatus. I'm impressed. Can't say I've ever had someone shave the back of my neck before I leave the house though. Never would have occured to me.

Created 2004-06-09 00:00:00 by 251 and filed under introspection