albergue plus

One month ago, I´m not sure I would have believed the kind of sleeping arrangements I find acceptable. Having arrived in Santiago, I´m staying in a sort of boarding house.

One night I was in a room with 2 double beds and 1 single bed. I knew one person in there. Everyone was asleep when I arrived. Everyone was asleep when I left. I have no idea who they are.

Yesterday morning, after coming in late, I went to sleep. This time I was in a room with only two beds. I woke up the next morning and had a conversation with a French bicycle pilgrim. After firmly establishing that I couldn´t really speak French, he explained his life story to me in his native tongue for the next ten minutes. The French. They´re so French.

Last night (early this morning) I got in crept into the room at 3 a.m. past another sleeping form. I awoke to find that I was sharing my space with a well to do 60 something Swiss gentleman I had coffee with the day before (during the foot palpating incident).