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Tag Archives: hostels
I am in Vilnius, Lithuania, at the Home Made House hostel! It’s a lot smaller — actually, well, a house — which has ups and downs. There’s actually people around, which is kind of nice. One of my dormmates is … Continue reading
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Tagged berlin, bus travel, eastern europe, hostels, latvia, lithuania, riga, vagabond life, vilnius, warsaw
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hostel life, redux number… a lot
I’m in motherfucking Iceland! Got in at ass o’clock in the morning, after a wonderfully uneventful flight — better than uneventful, even, since it was ahead of schedule, and a couple near me asked if I could switch from middle to … Continue reading
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Tagged depression, hlemmur square, hostels, iceland, reykjavik, social anxiety, travel, vagabond life
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End of hostel era
I’m sitting in a hostel across the street from King Street Station. It is probably the last one I’ll be in for awhile, which is a strange feeling. The walls are aggressively yellow, and it smells like something cruciferous is … Continue reading
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Tagged depression, etc, hostels, montreal, new york city, seattle, trains
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Seattle: things and stuff
God, I just want to relax. It’s been 88 days since I had my own space, though even that, it’s been many years since that tiny bedroom in a town I hate felt like my own. And it’s been 388 … Continue reading
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Tagged amtrak, cats, couchsurfing, depression, friends, hostels, introversion, kitties, liminal spaces, poetry, seattle, trains, transience, words
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Seattle: Placeholder
Hi, I’m still alive! I’m hostelling it up in Seattle proper at the moment. Interviewed for a bike delivery job today; waiting to hear back post-interview from one software testing position and got an inquiry for another. Dunno which I’d rather. Pet-sitting this weekend, so I … Continue reading
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Tagged adulthood sucks, hostels, seattle, tacoma, vagabond life
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Day fllsjhdgh 20?: Montreal // End of Hostel Life (for now)
So tonight is my last night in a hostel, for awhile at least. Tomorrow I’m meeting up with my friend from Twitter/fandom nerdery, and she’s offered me crash space in, like, an actual apartment, which is amazing. It’s both incredibly awesome and … Continue reading
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Tagged amtrak, biking, hostels, introversion, montreal, new york, quebec
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Day 9: Montreal // This Hostel is a !@#$ing Blanket Fort, You Guys
No, seriously. Okay, not entirely seriously. But kind of. I’m staying in the huge rambling 22-bed dorm that’s basically just the attic of a Vieux-Montréal townhouse, kind of sectioned off with poster board and old curtains and blankets strung from the … Continue reading
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Tagged amtrak, bike tripping, blanket forts, daytona beach, depression, hostels, montreal, travel, vagabonds
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Day is a Vestigial Mode of Time Measurement Based on Solar Cycles: Washington DC
(I didn’t get you anything.) Anyway, fuck, I have neglected my New York City redux visit badly here, haven’t I? I suppose I didn’t do anything exciting in and of itself, though. Besides, you know… be in New York City. … Continue reading
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Tagged alexandria, bike tripping, cats, daytona beach, dogs, firefly, firefly quote, Florida, GISHWHES, hostels, laundry, long, lots of photos, new york city, photography, river tam, road trip, team inevitable innuendo, the bronx, transit, washington DC
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Day… 9 weeks x 7 days, plus 2… 65? Day 65!: New York City / Redux
And thus ends my sweet sojourn in Boston. My fantastic friend/host Colin dropped me off on the train, whereupon I promptly missed my bus because I forgot that the Red Line is a dick on weekends, but hopped on the … Continue reading
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Tagged bike tripping, blah, bolt bus, boston, bus travel, hostels, new york city, queens, south station, travel
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Day 46: New York City / Every Day Life
OK, my malaise was pretty thoroughly burnt off after biking over the Brooklyn Bridge, through Manhattan and through Central Park. I was a little terrified at the prospect of biking through New York, and it’s a little fucking terrifying, but it’s … Continue reading
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Tagged bike tripping, brooklyn, brooklyn bridge, central park, hostels, manhattan bridge, new york city, photography, vagabond life
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