Oh wow! Now that’s a hello from The Rome Hello Hostel! Wandering in from the front of the entrance of The Rome Hello Hostel, my mouth grew open in amazement as I reached the foyer past the eclectic street art designs that adorned the hall walls.I knew I was expecting this to be a brand new look feel, but what struck me was the homely feel already set in place.
Oh damn, this is delicious! I bit into my Gin soaked pie, allowing the flavours to explode my tastebuds as I grinned, slightly wiping off the crumbs that dotted my chin. The atmosphere was exotically dark inside the London Gin Club, the smells a rich pungent from the aromas that wafted from my Gin glass. I took a sip.
Stumbling out of Bucharest Airport, bleary-eyed, looking at the pre-dawn lit landscape, I turned round to my frenemy, Mark: ‘Smell that. We’re in a whole new country.’ Already, the temperature was warm, threatening to increase even further with every roll the sun made towards the horizon from below.
‘Isn’t Kings Cross just the train station?’ I surmised to my myself while I read the email from Clink Hostels inviting me to explore the area where their London based hostels are based. Clink78 and Clink261 can be found just a stone’s throw away from the train station that everyone associates with when they think of Kings Cross.