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A travelling friend, who like many of us alternates between low end pensions and hostels sent me her observations. I had a good laugh, and asked her if I could share it. They are currently in Lubjana (sp?) having started in Iceland, then Finland, Russia, and Venice. He has the best career in the world. He used to be a corporate executive, but decided life was too short, and so they sold the house and hit the road. He has a real job though... He has a PH.D in Business Admin, and he teaches for an online University wherever they are. They are from the U.S., and stopped in Victoria on their way to Alaska... they loved it so much, they stayed a year! hopefully they will come back...
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Posted from the road:
This is going to be my wicked, stereotypical analysis of the hostellers we come across everywhere we go, a completely subjective report (but will likely ring true to those of you who have slummed it around the world):
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THE PARTY GIRL Unafraid to travel alone, at night, or anywhere any time, always up and getting ready to go out to the bars, loud scratchy voice, cigarette nearby or hanging from lip, endless outfits and trendy scarves
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THE PRETTY BOYS Found in packs of three or more, underdeveloped chests puffed out, hair carefully gelled and brows tweezed to perfection, guilty of leaving beer bottles and dirty dishes out after a long night of laughing too loudly while others are trying to sleep
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THE SNOOTY COUPLE We may qualify for this category but only at times, seen in a corner quietly whispering to one another, looking slightly terrified and checking their savings accounts every other day
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THE EUROPEANS Women who look mannish but are not lesbians, men who still wear tight, high rise jeans and/or Speedos; oblivious to other travelers, they eat vegetables at breakfast and drink beer with lunch and dinner
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THE AUSSIES AND KIWIS See above but without the high rise jeans, add a twang to the accents
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THE ASIANS Travel in groups, quiet and polite but getting less quiet and polite each generation (and less tiny), come and go like ghosts, make no eye contact
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THE WORKERS Vary from extremely rude to extremely helpful, are usually travelers themselves, in between trips, in between high school and 23, do the bare minimum to keep up the hostel and spend the rest of time on Facebook
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THE HIPPIES: The older, forever young hippy type who has been everywhere, done everything and is not shy about telling everyone unendingly how cheaply he has done it. However this generation of hippies are more hipster with name brand back packs and salon-done dredlocks

THE ISRAELIS , Who travel in a pack, smoke like fiends,loudly haggle for the last two cents, even in Third World countries, and are unwelcome in most hostels in Central and |South America.

THE OLD FOLKS Seemingly fearless and tireless, they go wherever they want to in the world, ignoring the consular sheet warnings, and always seem happy wherever they are. The most interesting to talk with and usually the most open minded. This is what we are working toward becoming.,

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I am guessing "The Old Folks" = "Oldies" or in some countries "the Wrinklies".

Your friends missed out the young women who travel in packs and WITH packs - a HUGE one on their back, a BIG one on their front and a daypack slung over their shoulder. I think I'd called these the "Fashion Queens" although by the time I've seen them they are looking pretty ragged.

I think we are Oldies - although who knows what others think of us. But we do ignore or at least work hard at dismissing the travel advisories (consular warning sheets) to the discomfort of our children who are currently investigating the potential of having us declared incompetent because we are going to drive the campervan down through Mexico this winter.

I think the one thing that us oldies do have to learn to curb though is our prediliection for chiming in with, "Oh we did that in '79 when the borders were open or it only cost $3 a day in those days or whatever." We can sound like know it alls. Don't mean to but a lifetime of travel and experience does start to add up after a while. It IS hard to sit quietly with your mouth shut when someone else is spouting nonsense (in my opinion anyway :) about somewhere I've been.

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I recognize them all! :o)

I like to think I am one of the gang until some young hosteler will say "You remind me of my auntie" or even worse these days "You just remind me of my grandma"!

One other group you see at the hostels. The gourmet cook. There is always somebody cooking up a fabulous local foods gourmet dinner while I am heating up my can of baked beans to have on toast.

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I was at a hostel in Zanzibar reading my Wilbur Smith book...which I paid a fortune for in Uganda. The young gal on the beach saw it and said "He's my father's favorite author." What can you say.

For me, hostels are not that great. I prefer a more local style of accommodation. If possible, a room in somebody's house, or some unique hotel with a great view!

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Hurray for the oldies.

It is quite disconcerting for me when the younger well mannered Asian young travellers offered their seats as deep within I felt no older than when I was in my early twenties backpacking and staying in youth hostels as they were called then.

Now I am happy with anything moderately priced, clean and comfortable.

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Taranaki chick rngs a bell. In the last few years people have been asking if the lovely guy or girl I've met at the hostel is my son/daughter.
When I met Sarah (23 and Afro/Canadian) at a hostel in Xian (China) and we went out for a meal together a guy even asked HER that. She turned to me and said "I hope you don't mind, but I've just adopted you" and told me what the interchange was about. For once, I was flattered - I'm whiter than white!.:>))

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I would like to think that I'm still a hot chickie but I know those days are far behind me (except perhaps to 98 year old men and my husband, god bless him :) but nothing brings that point home more than being in a hostel (we don't often stay there anymore but they sometimes have great bars/music/food). The gorgeous young men often gravitate towards me ....but I quickly realize it is because they've been on the road for a while and subcounsciously are really missing "mom". I guess I really exude the mom vibe (or god help me, the grandmom vibe :) o they rub up against me for a while and absorb some cellular-level mom vibe and they are good again :)

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lol living... that is so true - and yes, taranaki that has happened to me to.

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I don't stay in hostels, preferring the family run guest house with privacy but have definitely seen the groups listed above there or out and about...

At 56 I am not in the grandma category yet but I think it is funny when the 20 something guys want to help me though I am quite capable.... like they would hope someone would do for their own mother who was out traveling alone.

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Living - it's true that sometimes they might be missing mom - but equally true that some of them choose us for 'companionship value'. I've been visited several times by 'youngsters' I've met while travelling, and not always for the standing invitation of a place to stay in London.
One ex-travelling-friend took time out of staying with a friend here for three days just to join me for dinner, having contacted me in advance to say that he was coming. .And he'd already been back home for several months.

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