Astor Quest

This was the name of the hostel we stayed at in London. It was quite cheap for 5 nights...about 25 pounds per person for each night. Hostels are usually dorm like in setting, with sometimes as many as 15 people in a room. We requested the 4 person room which was the smallest one available. Our 4th roommate was a very nice English guy (bloke) from just a few hours away, in London for business. His name was Nick and he wore cologne that was disgustingly spicy. But...he was a great roommate and we had fun asking him to pronounce English words so we could practice our accent.

The building itself, and the people were a different story. The workers as well as visitors were very nice but quite different. It seems like the workers visited London once and then just decided to stay there...permanently. The other people staying in the hostel would hang out on the steps at all hours of the day it seemed like...when we were leaving in the morning having their morning cigerette and in the evening getting drunk off of cheap beer. We couldnt go inside one night for a little bit because the police had to investigate something which was a bit freaky. They wouldnt tell us what happened but rumor was that someone had headstroke and passed out so they had to take pictures for some reason...dont let mom freak out too much about this!

The stairs had this disgusting smell of beer and cigerette smoke lingered constantly...I swear it wasnt unbearable but it was quite interesting to say the least. The toilet was separate from the sink, which was in our room, and the toilet was one of the smallest rooms ever. The shower was in this tiny room, with no ventilation and I almost passed out one morning because of my low blood sugar and the heat of the steam...that was scary! Luckily the voice of my nurse mom was in my head to put my head between my legs..haha thanks mom