So, I’m not a big fan of hostels, but every now and then, I find myself crashing in one. Today, I checked into a hostel and the front desk lady kindly escorted me to my dorm room to show me where I’d be crashing. When we reached the door, she asked me to use my key card to open it, just to show me the drill. I swiped the card, she pushed the door, and bam! A naked lady was chilling on the other side. She freaked out, screamed for us to close the door, and I was left standing there like a deer in headlights. After a moment of chaos, she said we could enter. Wrapping a towel around her, she let us in. The front desk lady pointed out my bunk and hightailed it out of there, leaving me in this super awkward situation with the nearly-naked woman.
Once we were alone, the lady started chatting, not in the friendliest way, about the downsides of sharing dorms. It was like she was hinting that she wanted me and another girl in the room to scram. I took the hint and excused myself to the bathroom. When I got back, she had thrown on a top but was still rocking the towel, no bottoms in sight. I climbed into my bunk, drew the curtain, and pondered something: why do people pick coed dorms when hostels usually offer female-only options too? I mean, if they had all-male dorms, that would be my go-to choice.
I was itching to ask the naked lady why she hadn’t opted for an all-female dorm if she was so free-spirited about nudity. The whole situation left me feeling like the ultimate unwanted guest in a place I had actually paid to stay in. And can we just pause for a second to wonder why the staff didn’t say a word when she was yelling for us to shut the door? Talk about an awkward hostel moment!