The first night in a new hostel always seems a little
confounding, and Space Hotel was no exception. There I had booked into a six-bed female dorm room. In the middle of the night I got up in to use the restroom.
Upon returning to the room, it was really dark. Some
hostels don’t have adequate window covering, but that was not the case at Space. It was
especially murky since I had not really cleared my eyes properly and had come from the brightly lit hall.
I missed my bed, just walked right past it. When I reached
what I thought was my bed, I stretched my hand out to make sure I was close
enough and jumped when I touched a blanket--I always throw the covers off so I
can easily hop back between the sheets.
I shuffled around and made it to my bed. Oh, and I don’t think my neighbor knew I almost got into her bed with her.
