Youth Hostel

I got back from my former roommate's wedding to find an Aussie named Burt sleeping on my bed. He seemed as confused as I was waking up at 2 o'clock in the afternnon. Although I was not overly surprised in find him sleeping in my bed, it was a tad confusing. For see this man Burt went out with my roommate to the local bar and stayed past closing. Not too suprising, but Burt lives above the bar that they were drinking in. So instead of going upstairs to his room, he walked a block down the street to crash in my bed. Perhaps he felt it would be better to walk down the street than walk up a flight of stairs.