One night you'll arrive in Ljubljana, scared, but you'll reach your hostel like a ninja and think you're totally rocking the solo travel thing. And then you ring the bell a thousand times, only to realize there's a sign on the door saying at the time you just arrived there's nobody there to check-you in, which will basically make you cry for an hour because you're alone in a new country, your phone just decided to die on you, and you will have to sleep in the streets!
I'm really grossed out by telling you about this and to give you the bad news that the stuff about getting bedbugs in hostels is not a myth at all and it totally can happen to anyone.
In March, this year, I was in a pretty crappy hostel in Prague and I saw a weird bug when I woke up, but didn't say or do anything. I decided to believe I hadn't seen anything, because the truth was disgusting and I didn't want to have a bedbugs story to tell anyone! Well, two or three days later about a million bites started to appear all over my body, and by the time I arrived in Bratislava I went to the receptionist for help because I didn't know what it was and I thought I was dying. The look on his face? TERROR! And he also said an "OH MY GOD!" that freaked me out. They had to close the room!
And if getting bedbugs on my very first time travelling solo wasn't bad enough, I got it again, 8 months later in Madrid! So yes, in 8 months, I got bedbugs TWICE! Who has that much bad luck, really?