Inbetween the lines

One of the interesting things about hostels is that you normally have no personal space, your bedroom is shared with people. Your kitchen is always busy and your bathroom is full of naked Asians. Now this normally isn't to much of a problem, I like talking to people but there are certain situations where it can be a real pain in the ass. This was one of them.

Me and Lauren had returned to my room after a good date, luckily the Swedish girls weren't in, but after some fooling around Lauren suddenly froze and said they might come back at any minute. This proved most annoying and pretty soon I found myself down at reception saying.

'OK, I already have a room but could I book another private room please'

'Sure $100 please'

'Sorry, we can't book a room the hostels full' - Now you may notice that something was lost in translation from the Australian hostel desk guy to Lauren but I have only been here a couple of months and wasn't completely fluent in Australian yet. Besides one hundred bloody dollars! For that kind of money I could hire a professional with their own room.

After some more fooling around I attempted to use my powers of persuasion.

'It's OK they are Swedish, think of all the porn they've seen, they would probably just join in' -She didn't budge, my normal tactic of shockingly honest congruently delivered truth didn't work time for plan B.

'There is a picture of a wolf on my sheets and the spirit of the wolf will protect us from being discovered' -If in doubt try and take the conversation to a weird abstract metaphorical place where my mind normally has a distinct advantage. No good.

After some more fooling around I hatched a plan, we could send the Swedish girls a text message explaining the situation.

'Don't come in I'm having sex (unless you want to join in)' - apparently this message was to blatant and had to be redrafted to

'You guys are obviously having fun on a good night out, best not come back till I text you' -I liked the first message more.

Anyway fun was had, I sent the all clear ... seconds later heard a phone bleep outside the door and the Swedish girls entered the room just as if they had been waiting outside the door. Every one was embarrassed apart from me, because ... well if you know you are going to look back and laugh one day ... why wait.