Geneva's restaurants were more expensive than Tokyo and the bars were charging five quid a pint so mostly everyone hung around the hostel at night. There were Irishmen making tuna salad sandwiches, Americans checking emails, Australians making endless cups of tea and Chinese and Koreans keeping to themselves, stealing the kettle to make noodles in their rooms.
Six cans, some pasta and a game of table football made a night out for me.
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