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Size is Relative
Just booked our room in Prague - it's really happening isn't it?

Getting the details of the room made me realize how little we need to actually feel comfortable. It was described by the owner as 'not luxurious' but the location is amazing.

D and I are not used to staying in any kind of luxury while we backpack. We prefer a room to ourselves as opposed to a dorm style. We like to take an 'afternoon siesta' and it's always a bit awkward with multiple people in the room.

Plus, I have a habit of spreading all my stuff out - in dorms you have to lock everything up - I'm a girl! I need to make things feel homey!

We're arriving into Prague around 8:00 at night which is why we even looked at getting a room ahead of time. We don' t even really ever book ahead.

Since the owner sent us the size, we attempted to figure out just how much room we would have.

A mate at work looked concerned,

"Well, that won't be very big but you want to get out and see the city anyway."

So, I walked it out. 15 square metres is 5 metres by 3 metres.

The room is going to be huge! We just need it for sleeping...and siesta...and spreading out.

And so, my list of the smallest rooms in Europe:

3 - Peidmont, Nice France - friendly staff with tiny beds and unfortunately, a room neighbor who passed out on his bed with the television on full blast - I thought I was going to go crazy trying to fall asleep with French TV blaring words at me - nothing worse than trying to sleep when someone's talking...Especially in another language.

2 - Hotel in Dijon - sweet French lady who tolerated my attempts at speaking French - room had slanted ceiling as we must have been in the attic - and perhaps the fact they were tearing down the staircase next to our room didn't make it all that pleasant to wake up to - falling wood and concrete outside our door at 8 am.

(But the one that definitely takes the cake...)

1 - Hotel Brian in Amsterdam - cozy, friendly staff and close to the train station, this room had to be about 10 square metres - basically a bed. There was a common room but it was usually filled with smoke - and wasn't really up for getting high at 7am, even if I was in Amsterdam

There must be others. I will reminisce later

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