COWGATE HOSTEL

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Creak… Squeak… The spring bed above me started moving ever so slightly. A hint of a rhythmic rattle. Slowly at first — just a steady to and fro — then the pace quickened and the pace was more definite and the sounds of the springs on the bed were forceful. It was a cheaper hostel so the bed squeaked loudly and the upper bunk bed was only an arm’s reach from my head, very close to me.

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                    [AuthorName] => Aurora Diaz-Wilson
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Hip-hug hostel

By Aurora Diaz-Wilson | August 1, 2015 - 10:00am

Creak… Squeak… The spring bed above me started moving ever so slightly. A hint of a rhythmic rattle. Slowly at first — just a steady to and fro — then the pace quickened and the pace was...

Travel and Tourism