It is now just 6am. I know without looking at a clock, because Lex's alarm has just gone off. Oh No!!! It's dark. We are in a hostel in Pamplona, Jesus and Maria, 114 beds, over 2 levels.
But there has been sounds and movement since before 5am.
A déjà vu moment really. Someone went down to the laundry at the back of the building (we are near the back), and dropped a heap of coins..... Who would do that? Then they proceeded to try to feed coins into a slot. Coins seemed to drop right through. On and on... And accompanied by much banging of a metal door. Sounded very much like said person was attempting to put their clothes through a drier. Not sure which would have made more noise- the half hour of trying to get it to work, or the drier working.
There is more movement now. People walking up to the bathroom etc. no soft stepping here, just confident strong strides. Oh and squeaky shoes on the vinyl floor!
Lots of rustling of sleeping bags being stuffed into bags. Zippers being opened and shut. Plastic bags rustling. Creaking of bunks as occupants roll and toss. Showers running, toilets flushing. Lights being flicked on and off. Doors being opened and shut. My light from my ipad as I type this entry. Yes I have the brightness turned right down.
And amongst it all, still the sounds of snoring.
The morning sounds start just before 5am, with just a few, and gradually increase, mostly just after 6am. Bit like 6 is the signal.
Most hostels have rules about times. Here we had to be in before 11pm, breakfast is at 7am, and we must be out by 8am. Most don't open for business until 2pm, and you can only stay one night, since pilgrims are usually on a mission to get to Santiago.
We plan to stay here another night so we will have to find somewhere else. So it goes.
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