I woke up to find that the rain was still lashing it down outside. I couldn't be arsed getting soaking again so decided not to do much while the rain was still on.
When I booked the hostel I had thought about taking the night train to Venice, so only booked for two nights, before finding out the only seats left on the night train were actual seats not beds, so I booked an extra night. A normal person might think the hostel would see this and say "oh you're booked in for three nights not two, no problem" but no, this hostel made me check out and then check back in again later in the day. I thought Germans were supposed to be efficient?
So I had to check out at 10, and wait for five hours to check back in. I had nothing better to do so went to a local laundry (the washing machine in the hostel had been broken for six weeks, seriously where is the German efficiency?) and did a load of washing. It was a very confusing experience, there were signs in English to tell me what to do but the people who wrote them obviously had no idea what they were talking about, or didn't know very good English. I spent ages trying to work out what to do before I had to ask some German bloke how to work everything.
I spent a while in the laundrette waiting, and put in a phone call to mummy and daddy to check in as it was about halfway through the trip (I have been texting them to let them know I'm safe I just haven't phoned them). After the phonecall it was time to put the stuff in the drier. I completely over egged how much time it would take, as the German efficiency finally kicked in. I put the stuff in for 45 minutes, and it was dry in 20. Oh well, it's not like I had anything better to do anyway, cheers hostel for booting me out for 5 hours.
When I eventually got checked in again, I dumped my stuff and went back down to the lobby to watch the football I couldn't get a ticket for. Just as well u didn't go as Bayern got pumped 1-0 by Borussia Monchengladbach.
It was still pissing it down, so I jumped across to the pub next to the hostel and had something to eat there, predictably it was more meat, they bloody love meat here.
The rain wasn't letting up, so I decided to have an early night as I couldn't wait to get to Venice the next day. All in all a fairly boring day, but the weather had ruined it anyway before I got started.
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