I arrived at another high quality hostel in Montreal in time to chime into the conversation of the two Australian guys and one Italian/Austrian/German lady in my room before sinking into another pleasant two hour nap. By this time an annoying head cold had come upon me, but it was not too dire.
Having almost certainly probably decided to suddenly change my whole plans and come back to Australia, I quit my job in order to make the most of my time left and booked three bursts of travel – Ottawa and Montreal, New York, and Chicago – so that each time I would be back in Toronto… Read More Our nation's capital (Ottawa)
I was girlishly emotional as the plane touched down in Toronto: I was finally where I had planned to be for so long and following so many travels. Those first two weeks at the Planet Traveler – also known as the best hostel in the world – were both incredibly stressful and incredibly exciting.