Hostel Environment

My last week in Taipei, Jules and I stayed a few nights in a one room/two bed hostel. We went bar hopping one night, and when we got back, I snored and grinded my teeth all night long. The sound was/is so horrendous, Julie stayed up all night begging and pleading for me to stop breathing. The poor thing couldn’t sleep but a few hours.  (I also know she contemplated smothering me w/ her pillow.) The next morning, when I woke up bright eyed, and bushy tailed, I asked a poorly rested Julie, “Hey, how did you sleep?” From that point on, Julie knew NOT to share a room w/ her good ‘ol Nav.