dorms

I was woken up at 3am last night when someone fell off his bunk, groggily blurted out "bathroom", and then, "I wanna puke". No, I'm only kidding. It wasn't actually his bunk, he was meant to be staying in another room but decided to spend the night in our dorm with the rest of his drunk friends. For the next hour or so, the more sober people in the group took turns giving him cold showers.

Most of the people in the group seemed quite apologetic. Unfortunately, the apologetic people also snored. The snoring was awesome, I'd never heard anything like it before. It was as though a vacuum cleaner had sucked a live frog with gastrointestinal problems into its tube.

I'd write about Venice now, but I think I'll go get some food and maybe a few minutes of sleep instead.