Hostels: The High’s and the Low’s
My first hostel experience was back in July of 2005. I was traveling up the Eastern coast of Australia. The group I was with would party and drink to the wee hours of the night and catch a few shut eye hours back at the various hostels we stayed at. Life was great and little concern over the accommodations was made.
This time around, the hostels would get their upper hand.
The first hostel I stayed at upon arrival in Sydney had about 3 showers and 2 bathrooms per 80 people. The rooms was dingy and could be concerned up to date if the year was 1976. The cockroaches roamed and ruled over the kitchen. Comfort was tough to come by to say the least.
