Hostelling, Hostelling, Hostelling

It's currently 5:15 pm here at Noah's Backpackers. So far today I've checked in ten people and balanced the till twice. Three people have asked me whether I'm American or Canadian, two people have asked me for change for the laundry, and one person has asked me for his mail. I've had to use an online translator for an elderly Czech man named Zdenek (note: "Sorry, sir. Your bank card isn't working. You'll have to see your bank" is supposedly "Ahoj sir. Váš kreditní karty isn pracovních. Jste červnu potřeba mluvit vaší banky" in Czech). I've also attempted to speak Czech to an elderly man named Zdenek, only to have him chuckle fondly at me.

I have another four hours before Dave comes in for his night shift. So many possibilities.

In other news:

1. I'm officially no longer a resident of Surry Hills. Bri and I are staying with our friend Jules until we get back from NZ, at which point we'll move in with two girls named Anna and Lauren, whom I met via Gumtree (Sydney's less sketchy version of CraigsList).
2. A man in one of Sydney's northern beaches was attacked by a shark a week or so ago...I haven't been in the water since.
3. Weather continues to swelter. I don't even know if "swelter" can be technically used as a verb, but I feel that it's appropriate in this context.
4. I've gone through four LSAT books as of today. Logic games are becoming second nature. Is that sad? 
5. My first real moment of homesickness occurred the other day when I realized I'd been wearing the same outfit for three days. According to Jules, homesickness is triggered by silly things. Truth. 
6. I'm going ice climbing on Franz Josef Glacier, paragliding over the Abel Tasman Bay, and more while in NZ! Pictures/reviews to come.
7. I miss everyone so unbelievably much...See you in July!!
8. And now, back to work.