I am starting to think that youth hostel websites are a lot like personal ads - a whole lot of acronyms, some grainy out-dated photos, and not too many helpful descriptions. Roughly translated, they could be flat-out lies. I am allowing for language barriers in my understanding of 'comfortable' and 'centrally-located' and even 'clean'. It's all part of the experience, right?
I am trying to navigate my way around the youth hostels of France and Italy, marvelling as I go at the mental image of batreg and myself wheeling our belongings the 700 metres (precisely) between the train station and the hostel's front door. Can it be done? What if we go 700 metres in the wrong direction?
But I tell you, I'm getting the hang of this travel planning stuff. I have devised a proverbial route around France and Italy, investigating scenic and 'character' hostels along the way. All have internet booking (gods be praised), and most have internet cafes on site (ahh love it). One of the hostels is right in a medieval village, another is at the foot of an Alp (just one), and another is overlooking the Meditteranean.
With the exception of having to wear flip-flops in the shower and wedge a chair against the door, I imagine this is just how the Hollywood stars feel when they travel.
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And if you come a cross a pensione for pensioners at incredibly cheeeeep rates, let me know.
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