Although I swore I was done with dorms after the last time I stayed in one (Istanbul, April 2013, when I was woken up by a bunch of drunk Australians at 4:30am), I was visiting Copenhagen last weekend on a budget, and I chose to stay in a dorm again, in order to keep my costs down.
Now I’ve never really been a great fan of staying in dorms, even in my early twenties. I’m not a particularly trusting individual (I don’t automatically give you my trust; you have to earn it). I’m wary of people until I get to know them. I don’t just assume that if I leave my phone charging while I pop down to breakfast, it will necessarily still be there when I return.
I’m also an introvert. Don’t get my wrong, I can be a really sociable person. People interest me. I love finding common