I got lost…big surprise. On my way back from the restaurant I figured if I took a short turn instead of walking the exact way I came I could still find my way. I was wrong. I got all turned around and had no clue where to go next. Since asking people things has done nothing but good things this trip I figured I’d go ahead and ask. He was very kind and told me the way out of the mess I’d gotten myself into…seems I was walking into a “not so friendly” neighborhood. I finally arrived back at the hostel and encountered my roommate. He’d been backpacking for the last 2 months and mentioned to me as he coughed up a lung and blew his nose, that he had been sick the week before. We began talking about what we were doing in Nice and exchanged basic pleasantries. I decided I wanted to have a coke and a smoke (my favorite combo) and invited him to tag along. We talked for quite a while and he mentioned that I reminded him of someone he just couldn't recall who it was. We decided to go to the beach and just sit and chat. While we were there he began chuckling out of no where. When I asked what was funny he told me that he felt like we were on a strange French blind date were the partners have no choice but to go home together. I laughed and said “yeaa it could be considered that but more accurately a blind French slumber party”. To which he responded “So you know the door man? Well when I was checking in he asked if I’d met my roommate yet and when I said no he laughed. I gave a perplexed look and asked what you were like. He told me, well she’s a girl…and she’s Canadian… and she very attractive”. I was flattered but tired and told him how cute the story was but it was time for me to hit the hay. He agreed and we walked back, me feeling somewhat awkward. I got ready for bed while he was in the bathroom and vice versa. Regardless of me turning all the lights off and turning my head away from him (we have two single beds) he kept talking to me. At first it was normal questions then they became more sexual and about whether I had a boyfriend or not. I said no I had no boyfriend but I was also on a sabbatical from sex, for a period of one year I was completely celibate. He inquired further so I just told him I was abstaining from all sexual activity until I felt it was right for me because I value my body in that way and didn't think it necessary to engage in sexual activity just for the 'fuck' of it (to each their own). He then blurted out “that’s a shame!” I didn’t know what to say so I turned around and shut my eyes. The next thing he says is that he has double jointed fingers…and proceeds to extend his hand to my bed so that I can feel how they flex. I told him that was very weird and then a soft goodnight.* I mean really…first of all he’s sick, second of all he’s completely random and I have no attraction to him, 3rd as if double jointed fingers would make any difference * About 5 minutes passed of pure silence when all of a sudden he says “so you’re honestly telling me you don’t feel like we should be doing something right now?” I respond “the only thing we should be doing is sleeping, g’night”. Needless to say the next morning he got his things together and said he was going to find a single room for tonight (probably for the best I said). He wished me good luck with my new roomy and then just before he left he said “oh and I remember who you remind me of now, Alice…from the new Alice and Wonderland.”
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