The Lady Who Belched

Tales from a Hostel Bed: Episode one...

so, our first night at the Sleepzone hostel was a symphonic whirr of strange nasal gurgling. The lady below me kept murmering, gurling snot, and openly hacking her lungs our her nostrils, making no attempt to muffle herself even though there were ten people sleeping. The girl across from me was sawing logs like a lumberjack, and woman below Heather was passed out drunk in a football jersey, and was also snoring admirably. Picture these noises, all in unison... that's what I heard the nine or so times that I woke up... But the best part was when passed-out-football-jersey-lady finally woke up (after everyone else, of course), she sat up, flipped her legs over the side of the bed, leaned over, and BELCHED. Like she'd squeezed the belch out. It was awesome!