I'm the rasta white guy with dreads and a bag of weed.
Let's be a youth hostel!
|by Anonymous||reply 144||Yesterday at 2:47 AM|
I'm the lone hot water heater, and I'm perennially not working in the mornings, when everyone wants a hot shower since my friend, the heating system, is perennially not working, either.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||09/08/2020|
I'm the eldergay, who never gives-up trying to check-in despite the fact that I'm decades past the posted age limit, because even though I'm 56, people mistake me, all the time, for 23.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||09/08/2020|
I'm the filthy bunk bed mattresses.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||09/08/2020|
I’m the person in the bunk at the far end of the room who is always asleep, no matter what time of day or night it is.
|by Anonymous||reply 4||09/08/2020|
I am the Janeane Garofalo paraphernalia scattered all over the walls
|by Anonymous||reply 5||09/08/2020|
I the constant smell of pachouli, clove cigarettes and BO that never goes away no matter how hard you scrub the walls. Even though you don't and never did.
|by Anonymous||reply 6||09/08/2020|
I'm the giant labia!
|by Anonymous||reply 7||09/08/2020|
I’m the guy snoring louder than all the bikes at Sturgis combined.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||09/08/2020|
I'm the fungal infection waiting for you in the showers and the bed bugs hiding inside of R3.
|by Anonymous||reply 9||09/08/2020|
I'm the vegan couple who take over the communal kitchen with a 20-pot meal
|by Anonymous||reply 10||09/08/2020|
I am the following:
"Youth hostel guest, you in danguh, girl! "
|by Anonymous||reply 11||09/08/2020|
I'm the 30 or so carefully-labeled plastic tupperwares of vegan leftovers overcrowding the communal fridge.
|by Anonymous||reply 12||09/08/2020|
I am the guy trying to furiously masturbate under the covers while everybody else is "sleeping".
|by Anonymous||reply 13||09/08/2020|
I'm the couple that just met this afternoon and have been fucking all night non-stop, making everybody else in the room either super horny or super uncomfortable.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||09/08/2020|
I'm the sparse, inadequate cookware. One knife, one saucepan, one cutting board.
|by Anonymous||reply 15||09/08/2020|
I'm the copious amounts of pot found throughout each guest room.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||09/08/2020|
I am the smell of unwashed socks.
|by Anonymous||reply 17||09/08/2020|
I am the creepy old guy stealing underwear from the younger guys' backpacks.
|by Anonymous||reply 18||09/08/2020|
R17 that's heaven for me. I would be stealing those socks!
|by Anonymous||reply 19||09/08/2020|
I am Carlita the Argentinian backpacker. Some creep with dreads keeps harrassing me. I am eyeing up Sally the Ozzy a combine harvester driver from Victoria
|by Anonymous||reply 20||09/08/2020|
I'm the surly girl who checks you in. I've been working here for months in exchange for free room and board.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||09/08/2020|
I'm the hell-raising, drunken Brits.
|by Anonymous||reply 22||09/08/2020|
I’m the memento you’ll carry with you to your next destination: Crabs.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||09/08/2020|
I'm the serial killer on the run who is charming and plays guitar.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||09/08/2020|
I’m the scabies. Not quite crabs, but close!
|by Anonymous||reply 25||09/08/2020|
I’m over 40 years old with a good income and never have to step inside one of those places again.
|by Anonymous||reply 26||09/08/2020|
I'm the dank, moldy smell of the restrooms. All five of them.
|by Anonymous||reply 27||09/08/2020|
I'm the rooms that haven't been deep cleaned since 1981.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||09/08/2020|
I’m the infected insect bite you get while sleeping in a bed which was last properly cleaned during the Carter administration. I make your leg swell and break out in all shades of red and yellow. I’m going to require a lot of antibiotics and, even then, I’ll continue to recur.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||09/08/2020|
I'm the dorm dog who wants to be anywhere other than constantly being pet by these strange hippies.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||09/08/2020|
I'm the thought bubbles of various sweet young thangs when the local human traffickers show up with ideas of stocking their brothels with new trade:
"I wish I had a really angry black mother with a belt show up, screaming that I'd better get my fast, whoring ass home NOW!!"
|by Anonymous||reply 31||09/08/2020|
Are these dorms in youth hostels coed?
|by Anonymous||reply 32||09/08/2020|
I'm the weird European guy who walks around naked even when there is no reason to be naked.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||09/08/2020|
Where are you r33? Are you hot?
|by Anonymous||reply 34||09/08/2020|
R32, some are. Or were when I last used one.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||09/08/2020|
[quote] I'm the rasta white guy with dreads and a bag of weed.
I'm the blow job he'll ultimately consent to once he has become stoned and everyone, except the slender 20 year guy, has gone back inside.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||09/08/2020|
I'm all of the pubes clogging the shower drain.
|by Anonymous||reply 37||09/08/2020|
I'm the German, and I'm here to tell you what's wrong with whichever country you're from, especially if you're Canadian. I'll bring up every injustice ever committed against the "red Indians." When someone finally mentions the war, I become even more indignant.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||09/08/2020|
I'm the vegans having a lentil-based fart attack.
|by Anonymous||reply 39||09/08/2020|
Wait, some youth hostels have an age limit? No way. I would never ever stay at anything called a "hostel", "youth hostel", "auberge de jeunesse", or "backpackers".
|by Anonymous||reply 40||09/08/2020|
I am the free WiFi, people can stay here for days without hot water, but if I am offline for 15 mins, everyone will complain!
|by Anonymous||reply 41||09/08/2020|
I'm the guy with maple leaf patches on everything and a maple leaf necklace on so everyone knows I'm not American.
|by Anonymous||reply 42||09/08/2020|
^European-style youth hostels are/were meant to be dirt-cheap lodging to accommodate broke college-age kids who have no money but want to travel. It's usually the party hostels (the ones with a bar attached to it) who enforce an upper age limit and don't want 30/40/50+ complaining to the front desk about noise or the party atmosphere.
But really if you're of a certain age and make a certain amount of money, it's unlikely you want to deal with the situation below. I know I don't!
|by Anonymous||reply 43||09/08/2020|
I'm female body hair, and I am on parade here.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||09/08/2020|
I'm the odds and ends left over from hostel guests past. Socks with no mates, "expired" curry powder, toiletries with 1/4" of product remaining.
|by Anonymous||reply 45||09/08/2020|
I'm the TV in the common area blaring oldies music videos in the local language.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||09/08/2020|
I'm the free complimentary breakfast of overly-burnt toast with jam or Nutella.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||09/08/2020|
I’m the lice on the bedding.
|by Anonymous||reply 48||09/08/2020|
I’m a traveller, not a tourist, and I will bore everyone for years to come with exaggerated stories of my years bumming around.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||09/08/2020|
I'm the smell of unwashed laundry and unwashed bodies.
|by Anonymous||reply 50||09/08/2020|
I'm Americans not understanding the concept of a hostel and thinking everything about this is creepy and gross.
|by Anonymous||reply 51||09/08/2020|
I'm flip-flops for the shower. Don't forget me!
|by Anonymous||reply 52||09/08/2020|
I'm the layers of cum that have encrusted themselves into the shower tiles from decades of guys not being able to wank it comfortably in the dorm-room.
|by Anonymous||reply 53||09/08/2020|
I'm the person who walked and walked right back out, getting a motel for the night for $100 and knowing it's worth every penny.
|by Anonymous||reply 54||09/08/2020|
I'm the pretty, confidant blonde chick from Germany, who is an assistant manager at the Hotel Lydmar in Stockholm but I travel on the cheap and go to the intercambios. I get more dick than a sling pig.
|by Anonymous||reply 55||09/09/2020|
I'm the rooftop party, because the website photos of bunk beds in the rooms below are not exactly a draw for clients.
|by Anonymous||reply 56||09/09/2020|
I'm piles and piles of top of the line climbing equipment. I'm worth 10s of thousands of dollars. I'm just sitting around this empty hostel in a Swiss climbing town while everyone is out drinking and getting laid, because this is the 1980s and theft doesn't exist. YET.
|by Anonymous||reply 57||09/09/2020|
Speaking of, we are the tall ripped steely Übermensch mountaineers from France through Slovenia. You only spot our kind in these towns.
|by Anonymous||reply 58||09/09/2020|
In my lifetime, I have had to flee from two hostels. One was (still is!) in Eilat, Israel, and the other was (now closed) in Los Cristianos, Tenerife (Canary Islands). I checked in, realized within 15 minutes I could never ever sleep in the dirty, mildewy, noisy, bedrooms and fled (within checking out). No refunds (fuck that policy!) but only paid about $15 for each place.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||09/09/2020|
Hostels in South America are usually beautiful and kept up like hotels, at least in the Southern cone.
|by Anonymous||reply 60||09/09/2020|
^^*fled (*without* checking out).
|by Anonymous||reply 61||09/09/2020|
I'm the anal
|by Anonymous||reply 62||09/09/2020|
I’m the five hot Brazilians with whom a US college kid shared a 6-bed hostel room in Paris one summer night. We are not the oversexed hole destroying cum gushing fuck beasts looking for a young American to ravage that our roommate wishes we were. We’re mostly interested in watching soccer and drinking vin de table till we pass out.
|by Anonymous||reply 63||09/09/2020|
I'm night 5 out of 7 as I fuck my way thru London on literally only a shoestring!
|by Anonymous||reply 64||09/09/2020|
I'm the guy in the lower bunk who sucked every dick waved in his face.
|by Anonymous||reply 65||09/09/2020|
I'm the copies of Rough Guide and Lonely Planet in various languages on the shelf in the communal reading area.
|by Anonymous||reply 66||09/09/2020|
I'm the Japanese backpackers. We're so quiet, you'll hardly realize we're here.
|by Anonymous||reply 67||09/09/2020|
[quote] because this is the 1980s and theft doesn't exist. YET.
What? Theft has existed since before the Ten Commandments (Thou Shalt Not Steal).
|by Anonymous||reply 68||09/09/2020|
Not in Switzerland. Before the 90s.
|by Anonymous||reply 69||09/09/2020|
I'm the hairy European girls.
|by Anonymous||reply 70||09/09/2020|
I'm the pinhole camera that the weird manager has installed in the women's bathroom.
|by Anonymous||reply 71||09/09/2020|
R71 Fuck that shit, this is DL, I'm the pinhole the weird manager installed in the men's bathroom
|by Anonymous||reply 72||09/09/2020|
R72 She's a womyn manager who is telling you NOW, since she forgot to tell you THEN.
|by Anonymous||reply 73||09/09/2020|
I'm the French speakers forming their own clique.
|by Anonymous||reply 74||09/09/2020|
I'm morning breath. I soon change to the more potent all day breath.
|by Anonymous||reply 75||09/09/2020|
I'm the flickering fluorescent light in the bathroom that will never be fixed.
|by Anonymous||reply 76||09/09/2020|
I managed a hostel for 20 years and I can verify that I have seen everything in this thread. I didn't have my own pinhole cameras, but we did have more than one guest try to set up cameras in the walls.
|by Anonymous||reply 77||09/09/2020|
I’m the random. I’ll probably wank your effusive hairy Spanish boyfriend off in the bogs later on.
|by Anonymous||reply 78||09/09/2020|
R76, I'm the dead moths stuck to the flickering lightbulb. No one ever washed me off.
|by Anonymous||reply 79||09/09/2020|
I'm the shameless couple who tuck blankets and towels around the perimeter of the bottom bunk so as to be ever-so-discreet about us having sex right out in the dorm room.
|by Anonymous||reply 80||09/09/2020|
I'm Airbnb. I am (thankfully) killing hostels and other crappy lodgings.
|by Anonymous||reply 81||09/09/2020|
I am the single outlet in the room that has about 9 things plugged in. I like to shower sparks on the crowd to remind them that this place is a tender box, please plug your iPhone in at the front desk.
|by Anonymous||reply 82||09/09/2020|
I'm the loud fart blasted while people try to fall asleep. There will be much finger-pointing and denial.
|by Anonymous||reply 83||09/09/2020|
I'm all the things stolen from your backpack by the gypsies who check in just to steal
|by Anonymous||reply 84||09/09/2020|
Too much sugar and carbs in your diet, OP.
|by Anonymous||reply 85||09/09/2020|
[quote] I'm the loud fart blasted while people try to fall asleep. There will be much finger-pointing and denial.
I once took an overnight boat ride to travel from Tokyo to one of the islands lying south of Tokyo. I can't remember whether there were different classes of travel within the boat. However, there were a bunch of young, drunk guys in sleeping bags on the floor. My friends and I were a few feet away, lying in our sleeping bags, trying to get some sleep. Every time I thought I could finally nod off - FART followed by laughter. Ugh! (Fart coming from the direction of the young, drunk guys.)
|by Anonymous||reply 86||09/09/2020|
Why would anyone stay at a place like this?
|by Anonymous||reply 87||09/09/2020|
R87, poverty plus horniness.
|by Anonymous||reply 88||09/09/2020|
I'm Covid-19, hitching a ride on everyone back to their home countries.
|by Anonymous||reply 89||09/09/2020|
R87, it's something to only really experience when you're 18-25 and broke. After that, your tolerance for such a situation wanes and you won't really 'get' it.
|by Anonymous||reply 90||09/09/2020|
I’m the odor of smelly socks.
|by Anonymous||reply 91||09/09/2020|
I’m the Australian backpackers who’ve been traveling around Europe for six months and look like they haven’t showered since they left home.
|by Anonymous||reply 92||09/09/2020|
I am the rare roll of toilet paper, which you are lucky to find, even though I will disintegrate while you wipe.
|by Anonymous||reply 93||09/09/2020|
I'm the electric tea kettle.
|by Anonymous||reply 94||09/09/2020|
[quote] [R76], I'm the dead moths stuck to the flickering lightbulb. No one ever washed me off.
I’m the handyman patiently explaining why it’s not a good idea to wash a lightbulb.
|by Anonymous||reply 95||09/09/2020|
I'm the pregnant Aussie couple on their babymoon. After the baby is born we plan to use a dresser drawer for a bassinet and set off on a year long tenting adventure in the outback.
|by Anonymous||reply 96||09/09/2020|
I'm the people that need to find SOMEWHERE ELSE to fuck.
|by Anonymous||reply 97||09/09/2020|
I'm the stench of smegma emanating from the, you know, *whisper* international visitors.
|by Anonymous||reply 98||09/09/2020|
Does America have youth hostels?
|by Anonymous||reply 99||09/10/2020|
|by Anonymous||reply 100||09/10/2020|
R99, some -- but there are way fewer of them and they are much more expensive.
|by Anonymous||reply 101||09/10/2020|
[quote]Does America have youth hostels?
309 in the U.S. (2%) (1454 in all of North America, or 9%)
5829 in Asia (37%)
4738 in Europe (30%)
2434 in South America (16%)
718 in Oceania (5%)
470 in Africa (3%)
In Hungary, you know what your are getting, more or less. In Thailand, you know what you are getting, more or less. In Chile, the same. But in the U.S., I don't think there's much clear expectation of what a hostel is or how widely it might vary one to another.
|by Anonymous||reply 102||09/10/2020|
[quote] But in the U.S., I don't think there's much clear expectation of what a hostel is or how widely it might vary one to another.
This is true. The U.S. just doesn't have much of a youth hostel culture. If college kids are going off to visit another state, they don't all say, hey, let's all stay at a hostel. They're more likely camping, I guess.
|by Anonymous||reply 103||09/10/2020|
I’m the American boy sleeping on the upper bunk bed. I will be awoken around 4am, when the middle aged German man on the bottom bunk starts screaming in German due to his night terrors. (This really happened to me). Scary as fuck.
|by Anonymous||reply 104||09/10/2020|
I'm the cheap asshole handwashing their laundry in the bathroom and hanging clothes to dry in the room
|by Anonymous||reply 105||09/13/2020|
I'm everyone being fussy about their local preparation of tea or coffee in the kitchen every morning.
|by Anonymous||reply 106||09/13/2020|
Im the used heroin needle overlooked on the mattress when sheets were changed. I'll pierce your foot and eventually cause hepatitis that will never be traced to the source.
|by Anonymous||reply 107||09/13/2020|
I travelled solo in my 20s, r43. And even I wanted nothing to do with that crowd. People are filthy.
|by Anonymous||reply 108||09/14/2020|
I’m the white South African. My accent makes the Americans think I’m a slightly retarded Brit or Australian with a speech impediment or maybe he’s from New Zealand??
|by Anonymous||reply 109||09/14/2020|
R108, can't blame you.
|by Anonymous||reply 110||09/14/2020|
I’m the jackass who comes into the room at 2AM when everyone is finally fast asleep, turns on the light, and spends half an hour going through his luggage, where everything is stored in crinkly plastic bags.
|by Anonymous||reply 111||09/14/2020|
I'm the whole thickened yellow toenail from the big toe. I succumbed to fungus and fell off in the shower where I've been for over a month.
|by Anonymous||reply 112||09/14/2020|
I’m the Finnish teenage slut who has her miniskirts, bras, make up and high heels shattered all across the room so no one can get to their bunk bed without tripping at night m
|by Anonymous||reply 113||09/14/2020|
I'm the American girl visiting France and it's my first time at a hostel. I am puzzled and angry that there is no room service.
My name is Karen.
|by Anonymous||reply 114||09/14/2020|
We're the two Asian girls traveling together. We're always giggling and smiling and chattering to each other. We seem friendly enough, but behind those smiles we make fun of and hate anyone who isn't Asian.
|by Anonymous||reply 115||09/14/2020|
I’m the twins who fucks all the “straight” guys
|by Anonymous||reply 116||09/14/2020|
This sounds like The Real World for Europeans
|by Anonymous||reply 117||09/14/2020|
I am the hastily cleaned vomit. All that imbibed drink has to go somewhere.
|by Anonymous||reply 118||09/14/2020|
I'm the female guest who cancelled tampons. I make sure my rant about men not having periods is heard full blast by everyone during my three day stay.
|by Anonymous||reply 119||09/14/2020|
I’m the guy who wants to create a 5 course meal after a quick run to the shops using the mixed but inefficient kitchen supplies provided. Basically it ends up being some bullshit pasta special and a shit ton of cheap red wine and later some weed. All and all not a bad night really. The over night flatulence is ghastly.
|by Anonymous||reply 120||09/14/2020|
I'm the crumpled up used Subway napkin from the trash can on the patio being used as toilet paper.
|by Anonymous||reply 121||Last Tuesday at 5:04 AM|
I’m the American trying to visit 7 countries in two weeks because I don’t have enough vacation time or a tradition of gap years due to huge student loans and personal consumer debt.
|by Anonymous||reply 122||Last Tuesday at 5:18 AM|
I’m the scabies mite who has hitched a ride from hostel to hostel.
|by Anonymous||reply 123||Last Tuesday at 5:21 AM|
I'm the English guy passed out in vomit in the bathroom.
|by Anonymous||reply 124||Last Tuesday at 10:51 AM|
I don't see how youth hostels can survive during these covid times.
|by Anonymous||reply 125||Last Wednesday at 12:09 PM|
Why not, R125?
Every case is different but a lot of the properties in city centers seem to have been bought cheaply. They may have local owners who can probably adapt to some lean times because of the low cost and profit margins. Or they were bought more recently as investment properties intended to flip use in more favorable real estate markets or more lenient regulations to conversion to luxury apartments for sale or rent.
In the.Covid interim, management can make a show.of providing whatever greater separation is required of the locale; or they rent a room to one party of people instead of to individuals.
|by Anonymous||reply 126||Last Wednesday at 1:39 PM|
[quote] They may have local owners who can probably adapt to some lean times because of the low cost and profit margins.
This I can believe. It's not like owning a youth hostel was ever a business for somebody to get into if they wanted to get rich.
|by Anonymous||reply 127||Last Wednesday at 3:06 PM|
I'm Ivan Milat and I'm happy to give you a ride to wherever you're going.
|by Anonymous||reply 128||Last Wednesday at 4:02 PM|
I’m so glad I’ve never stayed in a hostel. I’d rather stay in a dumpy motel where I at least have privacy and my own bathroom.
|by Anonymous||reply 129||Last Wednesday at 4:05 PM|
I'm the website advertising this "rustic" hostel near "a vibrant cultural area of the city - conveniently close to the nearest train station!" In reality, my paint-chipped walls, never mopped floors, and 1960s bed mattresses, laden with the scent of every traveler who passed through, are not as quaint as the heavily photoshopped pictures online would portray.
"Vibrant cultural area" also means I'm adjacent to train tracks and the local heroin dealer.
|by Anonymous||reply 130||Last Wednesday at 6:49 PM|
I am the 19 year old American who doesn't know how to hold his liquor and comes in tripping over everything, loud and obnoxious, and accidentally climbs into the wrong bed 3 times.
|by Anonymous||reply 131||Last Wednesday at 7:18 PM|
I'm rigor mortis. The guy everyone thought has been sleeping for two days is actually dead. His airpods will be taken from his ears before anyone calls 911.
|by Anonymous||reply 132||Last Wednesday at 8:39 PM|
I'm the passive aggressive signs everywhere reminding people to wash their dishes and put them back in the same drawer, return your linens to the front desk at checkout, no food in the dorms, label all your food or it WILL be thrown out, no use of the kitchen between 10pm and 7am, etc.
|by Anonymous||reply 133||Last Wednesday at 9:32 PM|
[quote] I'm the passive aggressive signs everywhere reminding people to wash their dishes and put them back in the same drawer,
Im the faded, peeling contact paper with the cornucopia design that was applied 14 years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 134||Last Thursday at 1:35 PM|
I’m the unwashed ass.
|by Anonymous||reply 135||Last Thursday at 1:40 PM|
tinea pedis coating the grody grout between the rust color tiles in the cold but usually unoccupied shower room in the basement down the cement hall hall from the kitchen.
|by Anonymous||reply 136||Last Thursday at 1:48 PM|
I'm the German guy who goes around sniffing the unwashed asses after everybody else is asleep.
|by Anonymous||reply 137||Last Thursday at 5:35 PM|
I'm the woman who looks like a bag lady.
|by Anonymous||reply 138||Last Thursday at 5:41 PM|
I am the culture a young boy absorbed.
|by Anonymous||reply 139||Last Friday at 8:50 PM|
I'm the ever-present bedbugs...
|by Anonymous||reply 140||Last Friday at 10:04 PM|
[quote] I’m the unwashed ass.
Im the other unwashed ass and genitalia hooking up with you.
|by Anonymous||reply 141||Last Saturday at 6:28 AM|
I’m the artificial sense of international friendship and goodwill.
|by Anonymous||reply 142||Last Saturday at 6:44 AM|
I'm the German guy, looking to invade that Polish guy after promising not too.
|by Anonymous||reply 143||Last Saturday at 6:45 AM|
The verbal competition over who had the ‘most authentic experience’...usually something involving chickens on a bus. The old ‘I’m a traveller not a tourist’ oneupsmanship..
|by Anonymous||reply 144||Yesterday at 2:47 AM|