Kelsey's travel diary

I was honestly so spoiled my first week here because I was with amazing people. Everyone I was with was so respectful. Even if they came in late they were very quiet. I knew hostel life would be interesting but let me tell ya… when I checked into wake up Bondi I honestly immediately regretted my decision. I was looking forward to this hostel so much because I’ve heard such good things about it. It is so crazy how roommates can affect your mood. I had the best roommate I could ever ask for when I lived in Nashville. So I just wasn’t used to the disrespect. Im not lying when I tell y’all how rude my new roommate’s were. My first impression on them was that they were very messy, which I could deal with. Then my second impression about them was that they’re just not my kind of people. Which is fine right? I figured I could just do my own thing. The hostel has amazing events so everyone can get to know each other. I went to taco Tuesday and met some amazing people. At this point I knew it wasn’t the hostel that I had a bad impression on it was the roommates I had. I went back pretty early because I was exhausted from my first week here. I was just minding my own business trying to catch up on texts, blogs, TikTok’s and whatever else. They came in around 11:30pm with a speaker blasting. Brought back random people, just partying. Next thing you know staff comes in and yells at them telling them that quiet time is at 10pm. He left and they turned the music right back up. Started blowing up balloons for the girls birthday. Well, so I thought. I told them that was sweet they’re blowing up balloons for her bday. No wonder why they looked at me like I was stupid because it wasn’t for her birthday. They were doing whippets, which is called something else here. I obviously have never heard of such a thing. They didn’t tell me either, I had to ask a friend who used to live near here. Then they brought out some other drugs & more people. The one guy that was staying in our room already gave me the ick because of some of the comments he made at happy hour. He came in beyond blackout and passed out in one of the girls beds. Which just isn’t okay. They ended up getting him into his own bed and did mention that they would just move him to a different room. Staff came back up again & told everyone in the room that they’d be kicked out for the night if they don’t keep it down. So I started stressing even more because I didn’t know if I would be kicked out. Even though I wasn’t apart of any of this. Finally they all left and I went to sleep. The next day I went to grab coffee and when I came back our door was propped open. Which I wasn’t happy with because all of my belongings were inside. As the day went on I knew I just wasn’t comfortable staying in this room, so I went and asked if I could change rooms. Luckily the staff here has been great so they helped me out. It was a little awkward leaving the room but I will never see these people again. My safety comes first and yes I am aware it probably could’ve been worse. But it was still bad. I am also aware that this is apart of hostel life but that was just not okay. Always trust your gut feeling. Always ask for help because ya never know. I will be with these people I am currently with now for 2 weeks. So I am thankful the staff allowed me to change rooms.

Xo