The Storm Worsens

• Day:  27
• Start:  310
• End:  310
• Miles:  0
• Hours:  0
• High temp:  41
• Low temp:  36
• People met:  4

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Cold wind finds its way into the hostel, a storm rages on as we all stay snug in our bags, no one really wanting to getup  We have a small heater that just seems to take the bitter edge off the cold. There is a tv, microwave and refrigerator stocked with frozen fast food and beverages.  Six bunks and a shower complete this small space.  A small trailer completed the bunk space. 

Snow manifests on and off throughout the day, wind gusts are strong blowing plastic chairs across the yard.  Eight of us decide to get the hostel shuttle to town for a meal and resuapply at Walmart. Upon return we all cram into our small space as there is really no other place to go. 

Taken from my bunk

There are 10 people in this little place. Tim, the proprietor, is making chill dogs and burgers for dinner. I'm done eating because I'm still full from lunch at the dinner.