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Day 77: Sunday, 16th September. Destination: Eugene International Hostel, Eugene, Oregon
When I finally arrived at the Eugene Hostel (located a bit out of town) I had the place to myself, and so I settled down to phoning up all the places I’d stayed. Nice to hear they all remembered me, and although no CD case had turned up they all said they’d have another look and email me if it turned up. I gave my niece Sally a phone to say Happy Birthday, but she wasn’t in so I sent her an email instead. I cycled back into town to eat at the nice and studenty High St. Brewery & Café, where by coincidence they played ‘Birthday’ by The Sugarcubes – as well as a personal favourite, ‘Sheena Is A Punk Rocker’ by The Ramones. Oh Culture, how I’ve missed you. Back at the hippy hostel, the place had got a little busier. Not exactly sociable, though: long-term residents seemed to treat the place as their realm, leaving me to feel like an outsider. First time I’ve had to queue for a shower for some time, and I haven’t missed that a bit.
Finally finished The Edible Woman by Margaret Atwood, and traded it in at the hostel’s library for This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Oh, one other good thing: I got a bunk room all to myself.