The lights are on, but noone is home

One of the benefits of traveling around Oz during the off season, is that the majority of hostels outside of the big cities are pretty quiet. Or as is the case tonight in Foster, completely empty bar my good self. A whole house to myself for under a tenner. Sounds like a good deal to me.

After a few nights in Melbourne (very nice place) I'm glad to not be sharing with snoring and flatulent room-mates anymore...



I had a minor panic on the way here when a glance in the Lonely Planet failed to mention the town. I found a Forster in neighbouring New South Wales mentioned... Turns out my spidey senses where tingling in the right direction and there was indeed the hostel here that I thought there was (phew!)