I'm excited about possibly sleeping well tonight, our hostel room has only 2 beds - a semi-private room, what luxury. My delicate, Canadian sensibilities are not yet accustomed to hostel living. Sharing bathrooms and showers with strange woman is one thing, but entering a washroom to be greeted by a strange man in his underwear is quite another. I didn't know some men still wear tightie - whities. Some of the hostel rooms have 10 to 20+ beds and there have been nights with quite the variety of snoring happening at the same time. The earliest I've been awakened by someone rustling around with their pack, getting ready to leave has been 4:30 a.m. Have to admit though we have sometimes been the ones to wake others. To avoid the heat there have been a few mornings we have begun walking before daylight, Aelene bravely leading the way with her headlamp on. My headlamp is in the box of belongings sent ahead to Santiago. So far it has been a fantastic, stretching adventure. Love to all, Lori i.e. Pilgrim D
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