On the train to Munich. Everything fell right into place. Last night, I was fortunate enough to get mz own room at the Jugendherberge Innsbruck hostel.The hostel was an ugly building looked like a concrete block from communistic era. The wooden beds were as comfortable as what I would imagine prison beds to be and everything had a charge from heating the stove to checking email. This was a complete contrast to the utopic hostel I stayed at in Monte Negro. After a long day of travel and walking I fell asleep at 10 pm.