What an intense 24 hours!
It was only 24 hours but they felt like an eternity. I really don’t understand why I let it affect me so much but I kinda panicked.
I thought I had a place to stay until Monday. I even had to backup plans, just in case. At the last minute, they all fell through. The person where I was staying freaked out and told me last night I had to leave.
For a while I freaked out too. I felt I was stranded in a city where I don’t know a lot of people. And the few ones I know, I asked but they couldn’t host me.
I am travelling with a very limited budget so staying at a hotel was out of the question.
I seriously considered taking the bus back to Ottawa. I cried a lot and didn’t know what to do. I set the alarm for 9 am (or so I thought) and then cried myself to sleep.
I woke up abruptly from a nightmare, only to realize that I had overslept. It was 11 am and I discovered I had set the alarm for 9 pm instead. Gaaaaaah.
Finally, I looked for hostels and managed to booked a bed at one of them. Brushed my teeth, packed and left. Got to the hostel around 2:30 pm and it took forever to check in. The guy at the front desk was busy with a big group and forgot about me. About 20 minutes later I saw him again and reminded him I was still waiting.
After getting settled, I forced myself to leave. All I wanted was to curl in bed and cry. But luckily, something in my brain was still working and it reminded me about the Smithsonian.
Right. Bucket list. Be brave!
So out I went and made it to the Museum of Natural History by 4 pm.
And I had the most wonderful time!