The perks of living in a hostel.
Back in 2009 (tells you how old I am), I moved to London, basically on a whim. I checked into a backpacker's hostel where I ended up in the "long termers' dorm".
One of my housemates at the hostel was an Australian woman whom I initially found to be found very loud and present. I also thought she should be been more careful with that blonde hair dye. So initially we did not really connect until one night she told me she liked my shoes and said she was on her way to Maccas. Did I want to join? It was 11pm and I had nothing else to do so I joined. As we enjoyed our French fries, we could talking and only left when staff kicked us at 4pm because they were closing for the day.
Over the next couple of months we hung out very often. I don't think she ever realized how much I learned about myself by getting to know her, it was fantastic. Until some communication error happened and I figured out the reason why that got me so upset was because I had actually fallen in love with her. In the end I decided to tell her to clear things up but it only made things more awkward. We did have an unforgettable last few days before she moved back to Aus.
Fast forward 14 years and I am now back in my home country of the Netherlands as well. We have seen each other a couple of times in the meantime and are otherwise on a 'Christmas card' and 'occasional what's app convo' routine. So we never entered an actual relationship but I do look back on our time in London with a lot of love and I know that I will always have a great, great friend on the other side of the world.
Back in 2009 (tells you how old I am), I moved to London, basically on a whim. I checked into a backpacker's hostel where I ended up in the "long termers' dorm".
One of my housemates at the hostel was an Australian woman whom I initially found to be found very loud and present. I also thought she should be been more careful with that blonde hair dye. So initially we did not really connect until one night she told me she liked my shoes and said she was on her way to Maccas. Did I want to join? It was 11pm and I had nothing else to do so I joined. As we enjoyed our French fries, we could talking and only left when staff kicked us at 4pm because they were closing for the day.
Over the next couple of months we hung out very often. I don't think she ever realized how much I learned about myself by getting to know her, it was fantastic. Until some communication error happened and I figured out the reason why that got me so upset was because I had actually fallen in love with her. In the end I decided to tell her to clear things up but it only made things more awkward. We did have an unforgettable last few days before she moved back to Aus.
Fast forward 14 years and I am now back in my home country of the Netherlands as well. We have seen each other a couple of times in the meantime and are otherwise on a 'Christmas card' and 'occasional what's app convo' routine. So we never entered an actual relationship but I do look back on our time in London with a lot of love and I know that I will always have a great, great friend on the other side of the world.
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