Ten years ago, staying in a hostel was fun. While I was travelling in Europe with my best friend we would share the room with five, six, seven people from different countries and I would enjoy it. We would have a chat in the room with the other travellers and probably end up having a beer down in the hostel bar or doing some sightseeing together. We would exchange e- mails and maybe write each other some lines once we were back in our one- year jobs in the UK. The people we met were actually an important part of the trip anecdotes. Some appear in our photo printed albums.
by Veronica Sanchez