Hostile Hostels (2)
Trip Start Mar 11, 2011
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It seems the right thing according to Juliet was running the hostel with an "iron first"
But it wasn't long before claustrophobia set in - she was always around, watching our every move. She insists on serving everyone breakfast. That's approximately 20 at full capacity around 5 seater kitchen table. The rest have to wait their turn in the living room, frustrated and itching to get on their way. It quickly becomes a frenzy as she juggles taking your drinks order, dishing out rations of peanut butter, jam and butter and oven-refreshes Subway loaves from the padlocked freezer. We understand the need to be thrifty but surely there is a less labour-intensive way to achieve the same end? So again, we left after just one night. She had a two-night minimum policy but she waived it for us fellow Africans. But alas, she had overbooked herself. In the end she offered us a single bunk-bed to share but still expected us to pay for 2. Eish! This drama and claustrophobia meant we were out of the streets again
So that day we met up with Lindsay and A.J. in Corronado, went to the Padres baseball game, then hung out at Lucky D's playing cards until the early hours until Jacob left at 5am to catch his flight, then we could chill his bed for a couple of hours. Oh, the life of the glorified bum!
And yes, we did some touristy stuff in San Diego after all...
A day trip to La Jolla beach where we swam with sea otters and amused ourselves with spotted seaside squirrels; visited the USS Midway museum which is a retired aircraft carrier with talks by retired navy personnel who shared their favourite sea storied (like hiding from the enemy in a submarine for 70 days on the seafloor, filtering water to drink and rationing supplies); Seaport Village was cute was lots of one-of-a-kind shops including a mesmerising hot sauce shop; and we also met up with James, a Couch surfing ambassador, who very kindly showed us around Balboa park and his new home turf, and let his pick his brain about how best to present ourselves. Hopefully soon we'll be official CS-ers!