Saturday 09 November
I didn’t miss halloween after all! The annual hostel conference in Vienna has gone with a circus of horrors theme. Traveling with little or no access to decent costume making facilities means my choices are limited, so I opt to re-use the invisible man from last year. Joining me as a Wild Fig hostel team are other classic horror characters; the girl from The Ring, Carrie, and The Corpse Bride. It’s taken me about 5 days back at The Fig to perfect the fake blood for Carrie, but let me tell you, this stuff turns the bathroom into a crime scene. The colour and consistency are perfect. My boss Vanessa is to be covered in the goop, and if she walks down the street, she’s going to get arrested. Nena is scaring the shit out of me as the ring girl, and Satvinders attention to detail with the corpse bride costume is excellent. With my head wrapped in bandages and struggling to breathe, we nevertheless look a force to be reckoned with. The Fig is kicking arse this year.
So as you would expect it gets messy. Very messy. Hostel owners are an interesting species, and throw them all into the melting pot and you’ve got a recipe for scallywags. I’m enjoying the anonymity of a bandaged head, which somehow has attracted the attentions of a very attractive Russian girl. She quotes Shakespeare. She knows who Withnail and I are. I think I was temporarily in love.
Making up for last nights debacle and I’m one of the last men standing at around 7am. Walking around the hostel, I actually cannot believe the scene of devastation. We’re all meant to be hostel workers – surely we know better than most how nightmarish cleaning up after guests is? It seems in keeping with the theme. I’m certainly a circus of horror by the time I reach my bed; and perhaps I was too scared to be alone.