We had arrived in Brussels five minutes after the hostel with the last room in town had closed and there was no room at the inn, anywhere. Luckily, a few locals gave us directions to an all night party that was taking place at this public park and so me and my two brothers carried our packs through countless lager drinking Belgians in hopes of catching a bed at 7 a.m. when the hostel opened. The icing on the cake was that I didn't even notice the two in the corner until I got home.
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