Today I noticed how easy it is to meet people while travelling. You can go up to any random traveler and introduce yourself and you're off. You don't even seem insane. This is especially noticeable at dinner in the hostel. Tonight was a BBQ and I found myself surrounded by a Spaniard called Enrique, an Australian called Harley, a German called Dored, a Swiss called Patrick (from my sample of two I've come to the conclusion that all males from Switzerland are called Patrick) and a Swede called Gustav. Enrique was surprised by the fact that in this hostel at least everyone speaks English rather than Spanish. It is a good intermediary language but I feel really lazy when considering that Harley and I were the only ones who couldn't speak several languages.
That is all.
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