When I was studying in Genova (Italy, 2017) for half a year, I traveled through the land of pasta & amore and stayed in a hostel for the first time.
I was surprised. There was no mass murderer hiding in my room, but really funny bed neighbors. I was actually able to sleep after groping to the front desk in my pajama at night and then pushing the rubber things in my ears. I had met great people and our group went on a sightseeing tour the next day. From then on I decided to only stay in hostels when I am traveling.
Do not you have friends? Organizing a trip with friends is sometimes more difficult than putting suncream on your back by yourself. Then there are exams, saving money for the next big trip with sweatheart, lack of time or a cracked jeans in between.
When I got back to Germany I decided to write a book about the coolest and most crazies hostels. I sent racing pigeons to everyone I had met before on my travels (it would be nice, but it was Instagram messages) and started searching too. I created two sample pages of the book and sent them to several publishers.
The Dumont travel publisher gave me a chance and et voilà, this book came out.
Really, it can be so easy without vitamin B.