Hostel Friends

Ottawa, Canada
July, ‘77

Yesterday, I got up early to meet Joe. I was excited about the big
bucks I might make in Toronto. I was even more excited about going to
Toronto with my new found New Zealand friends, Pam and Bruce. They
were newly weds who were honeymooning as world travelers. After
Ottawa, they were on their way to England, and from there they planed
to work themselves around the world. I was just a wee bit envious.
They were both beautiful people. Come to think of it, while in Ottawa,
I’ve met a lot of really neat people. I have actually become friends
with some of them.

When I arrived at the hostel, I met John. He was a tall, lanky,
Australian. He introduced me to the dos and don’ts of hostel life. It
seemed like he was always around when I was in the hostel. He wasn’t
overly talkative, but the two of us seemed to hit it off anyway. He
was a world traveler, but unlike Pam and Bruce, he had been at it for
a number of years. He told me that as long as it stayed interesting,
he would continue. He had already been around the world at least once.
After I came back to the hostel one night and found that he had
suddenly packed his things and left, one of the staff members told me
not to worry, when he wasn’t traveling the world, he was working as a
chemical engineer. He was that kind of guy–quiet.


About bwinwnbwi

About me: Marvin Gaye’s song, "What’s Going On" was playing on the jukebox when I went up to the counter and bought another cup of coffee. When I got back, the painting on the wall next to where I was sitting jumped out at me, the same way it had done many times before. On it was written a diatribe on creativity. It was the quote at the bottom, though, that brought me back to this seat time after time. The quote had to do with infinity; it went something like this: Think of yourself as being in that place where infinity comes together in a point; where the infinite past and the infinite future meet, where you are at right now. The quote was attributed to Hermann Hesse, but I didn’t remember reading it in any of the books that I had read by him, so I went out and bought Hesse’s last novel, Magister Ludi. I haven’t found the quote yet, but I haven't tired of looking for it either.
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5 Responses to Hostel Friends

  1. Good post. It also brought back memories when I did the hostel thing in Canada in the 70s. I met so many interesting people with whom I traveled around with for a bit. Thanks for the memories!

  2. frizztext says:

    yes I remember to sing Travelin Man, covering Ricky Nelson, 50 years ago …

    • bwinwnbwi says:

      Thanks so much for all these comments, and especially for the Ricky video. I’ll be coming back here often to play this video since the above artist and song were inspiration to me when I beginning to look beyond my own backyard. Thanks again.

  3. ElizOF says:

    Interesting guy… love world traveling; miss it too. 🙂

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