The Full Youth Hostel and Mixed Ben Nevis Experience

Thursday, 22 September 2011  Sharing a bunk room with strangers feels — well, strange; a bit like being back at boarding school. I miss my peaceful solitude. There is no storage space provided, and so everybody’s things are laid out all over the floor. The resulting chaos reminds me vividly of the way the dormitory of my girls used to look whenever we went away for a class trip at the end of the school year: open bags with clothes dragged out, socks, towels and toiletry b…