The hostel party After finishing our Michelin star dumplings, we were invited by the Moroccan and American to their hostel1. There was some big hostel party. Pretending like we had enough money to be staying there, we grabbed beers and socialised. Coincidentally, we met another South African2. Somehow, we became best friends with her and […]
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Meeting another South African The day started, I took a deep breath. Mmmm-haaaaaaaa. There was something different, something I could not really place. It filled my lungs, aerated ambrosia. I kept breathing, deeper and deeper. Finally, I figured it out, there was a hint of freedom in the air. I proceeded to use my new-found
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Resting After my flight, I was completely finished. I had been travelling for over 22 hours at that point and was deathly tired1. There was one problem though, I was in a new country and still full of that youthful zest for life2 3. I got to my hostel and checked in. Thereafter, I headed
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The goodbyes The day begun as per usual, I woke up kicking and screaming and had to be calmed down by a drunk British nun of unknown ethnicity. I had packed my bag and was ready to go. I had two bags, a backpack that I was determined to make my home for the next
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