After an amazing dinner, I walked back up to the room I was sharing with Pierre, an Argentinian woman and a retiree from Croatia. In my mind, I was sure tonight would be low risk for snoring. 4 people... 3 of us women and Pierre - a known quantity.
12:30 am I was awoken by the WORST snoring I have ever heard. That Croatian lady had certainly kept quiet about her "disorder"... and it was now too late for me to take a sleeping pill!
From the bunk below me came a 30 second pause, then gasping, snorting and yelling. Yeah. She yells, talks and murmurs in her sleep too. The snarling like wild animals was only made worse when punctuated by loud, offensive farting!!!
Both Pierre and I were awake. That was not going to change in a hurry either. All credit to him, he reached over and shook her awake, then asked her to turn on her side because she was snoring. She turned, willingly... then resumed that God awful racquet! At first we giggled. Then it simply wasn't funny.
I spent the rest of the night awake. Don't judge me, but I recorded the noise and sent it to Mark. No one would have believed me otherwise.
By 3am I was debating hiking in the dark. At 5:30am, I got up. Pierre was awake too.
Breakfast. <sigh>
New plan: Hike past the town she was having her backpack shipped to tomorrow! (I had spent the night planning the route to Santiago and how to get far enough ahead of this woman that there was never going to be the possibility of sharing a room with her again)
I was seriously tired. It was going to be a tough 33km today. 😣
12:30 am I was awoken by the WORST snoring I have ever heard. That Croatian lady had certainly kept quiet about her "disorder"... and it was now too late for me to take a sleeping pill!
From the bunk below me came a 30 second pause, then gasping, snorting and yelling. Yeah. She yells, talks and murmurs in her sleep too. The snarling like wild animals was only made worse when punctuated by loud, offensive farting!!!
Both Pierre and I were awake. That was not going to change in a hurry either. All credit to him, he reached over and shook her awake, then asked her to turn on her side because she was snoring. She turned, willingly... then resumed that God awful racquet! At first we giggled. Then it simply wasn't funny.
I spent the rest of the night awake. Don't judge me, but I recorded the noise and sent it to Mark. No one would have believed me otherwise.
By 3am I was debating hiking in the dark. At 5:30am, I got up. Pierre was awake too.
Breakfast. <sigh>
New plan: Hike past the town she was having her backpack shipped to tomorrow! (I had spent the night planning the route to Santiago and how to get far enough ahead of this woman that there was never going to be the possibility of sharing a room with her again)
I was seriously tired. It was going to be a tough 33km today. 😣
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