Old locks and new friends
aka The end of day 11
The bus back to my hostel took about 40 minutes. It was a friday, but I was ready to kick back on one of the couches at the hostel and read a book or something. I was tired after a long day.. and my hostel had a very quiet and cozy common area in the building they put me up in. There were several couches and even a kitchen and a decent collection of books. And I always bring at least one paperback sci-fi novel with me, so I was sort of daydreaming about that on the bus ride back..
I got back to the hostel and took a well deserved shower. Changed into a fresh and cozy set of clothes, and then locked up my stuff in the storage locker assigned to my bed.. In went all my noteworthy possessions that needed to be secured while I was reading.
Then I got a message on my phone. A backpacking traveller from the U.S. had messaged me, after we had matched on a social media app earlier on in the day.. and wanted to meet up for a beer in about an hour. This was an unexpected turn of events. I had about a half an hour to get ready and then I had to head out.
I changed into something a bit more appropriate and when I was ready I tried to open the storage locker to grab some things I'd need.. which is when I realized that the only key to the lock was in the backpack.
I ran to the front desk and asked for advice. After a couple minutes we were headed back to the other building and to my room with a set of one of those large wire cutters.. So I'm covering my eyes and this guy is huffing and puffing and after a couple minutes admits defeat.. I was feeling pretty negative at that point, so I was not at all expecting to succeed as quickly as I did
Only about 20 minutes late, I ran to the subway station.
Turns out a traveller from Ireland had joined us, and they were late as well. Two girls, so in my mind this was totally still a date. Our plan of action was to walk up Pontocho Alley and stop in for assorted eats and drinks at establishments that smelled and looked like the sort of place where we should be eating and drinking at. Pontocho Alley is a popular and rather picturesque street that runs right by the river. It is lined with many shops, restaurants, and other pretty looking buildings
The only picture from the rest of the night is this