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.