Day TwentyFive

This friendly looking white man opens the door to our dorm at late o'clock and looks in without saying anything.

Four Mississippi seconds pass 

and I eventually say,

'...are you looking for something?'

Dumb question coming from someone working 

at the hostel, but I was off duty at the time.

'I booked a room but the note has the wrong name!?'

'Ok... what's your name?'

'Alexander'

'Oh ok, you're upstairs'

(Thank god I'm such a proactive worker man, I even know the late arrivals' names)

'How do you get there?'

(The awkwardness continues)

'You just walk up the stairs...!..?'

'Ok, thank you...'

He closes the dorm door and heads up the stairs.

The morning comes and I recognise newbie Alex at breakfast.

'Hello Alex,' I say with a cheeky provocative tone

'Did you find your room?'

We laugh as the ice breaks.

We move to the couches and have a lovely morning chat. He tells me he's from Canada and builds bridges in mountains as a job.

I say I'm from Cyprus and he says that's where I'm coming from!

Fastest comfort zone entry 

of the week!

Nice one Alex.