New Poets Hostel in Oporto, Portugal

The folks behind the very sleek and cozy Lisbon Poets Hostel have opened a new location in Oporto. It doesn’t look like their website is up yet, but according to the email I received, they officially opened on June 15. (Good reviews are beginning to appear.) From the photos I’ve seen (click below to see more), the new Oporto location has been designed in the same artsy relaxed fashion as their flagship Lisbon location.

That’s a good sign — and I hope the staff in Oporto is as nice as the crew I met at the Lisbon location. They were all fantastically kind (and hands down the hottest hostel staff I’ve ever seen!) As one staff member, Lily, explained to me when I arrived in Lisbon last year, the folks behind the Poets Hostel (opened in 2006) are all artists — writers, painters, sculptors — who went into the hostel business as a way to supplement their artistic endeavors (and make sure they can pay their bills!) The investment seems to be paying off for them, and making travelers happy too. Nice to see…

Amenities include free security lockers, five showers and five toilets, 1 living room with TV and DVD, a resting room with lounges (hopefully with a full bookshelf like the one in Lisbon), a guest kitchen, 2 free computers for using the internet, and a big garden where they will host barbecues.

Warm and inviting huh? Okay backpackers, we’ve given you the goods, now get to it: Head to this new outpost in northern Portugal along the Douro, where the port wine will be flowing! The hostel is located at Travessa do ferraz, 13 in Oporto, not far from the Jardim Joao Chagas. Nearest metros are Sao Bento and Aliados.

Do people really die in hostels?

With the release of Hostel II, I was wondering: do people really die in hostels? I’m sure there are isolated cases, but is it common enough to actually make this movie series somewhat believable? After all, the director, Eli Roth, and friend Quinton Tarantino claimed the idea for the original movie was “inspired by true events.” They say the plot was born out of a Thai website they found which offered a sort of “murder vacation” package which offered “users the chance to torture and kill someone for the price of $10,000.”

So what’s the scoop — was the “murder vacation” website legitimate? “It doesn’t even matter,” said Eli Roth in an interview with pitofhorror.com, “because someone still thought of this and took the time to make [the] site, you could go and pay money to kill somebody.”

That had me thinking. He’s right, it doesn’t even matter. I stopped chasing that lead. Instead, I found a whole lot of other instances where people die in hostels. Real events, where large groups of happy-go-lucky travelers go to bed and never wake up. How does it happen? Let’s find out…

Childers, Queensland, Australia — June, 2000. A fire breaks out at Palace Backpacker’s Hostel. Travelers awake to the smell of smoke and sound of shattering glass instead of fire alarms, which evidence later revealed were faulty and turned off. Many escaped by jumping through a second-floor window onto a neighboring roof — they were at the right place at the right time. When trying to escape, the unfortunate ones were met with windows that had been nailed shut or painted over and emergency escapes that were blocked. Fifteen people perished in the fire. The story doesn’t end here, however. Robert Long, a 37-year-old vagrant fruitpicker, had been kicked out of the Palace Backpacker’s Hostel, and threats he made to burn the building down were overheard by other travelers. The night after the blaze, Long ran to a nearby sugar plantation, where the police caught up with him in a struggle which ended with shots fired. Long was hit once, and later charged with arson. He remains in jail today. The Palace has since been rebuilt, and its doors re-opened in April of 2004.

Todolella, Spain — February, 2005. Roughly 50 people had gathered in Todolella for a birthday celebration; some went home after the party, but 20 stayed at the Sant Cristòfol hostel in the Castellon province of Spain — a decision that would later cost most of them their lives. The hostel staff awoke next morning to find 18 of the 20 visitors dead, all from toxic fumes leaked from a faulty butane heating canister left on overnight. The two survivors were sleeping in an adjacent room and were found unconscious but later revived. Among the group that died were five young members of a local rock group which had performed at the party the evening before the tragic event.

Launceston, Tasmania, Australia — January, 2005. In a case eerily similar to the Childers hostel fire of 2000. New Zealander Tony Laurence McLennan, a 36-year-old employee at Metro Backpackers Hostel in Launceston greeted the new year by setting the building he worked in ablaze. While motives are sketchy, some reports claim other employees told McLennan he should stop drinking, which might have set him off. Others believe he lit the fire to cover up the fact that he had stolen money from the hostel. A 21-year-old Scottish man (pictured) died in the blaze, and McLennan recieved 9 years in prison for manslaughter. Fortunately the Launceston hostel fire was much less deadly than the Childers, but one is enough.

Uyuni, Bolivia. Andréanne Lacroix-Pelletier and Anne Christelle Dubé-Marquis (right), both 21-year-old students from Quebec, went to bed in a small-town hostel in Bolivia and never woke up. Once again, a faulty gas heater is to blame. “Richard Poulin, head of international studies at Laval, said the students likely died after breathing carbon monoxide from a faulty propane heater while they slept.” One of the girls had phoned her father earlier expressing concern about the condition of the hostel. I guess she was right. It turns out you’re much more likely to die from a quiet, flowing gas than a deranged lunatic looking to torture for fun. But how entertaining would a horror movie be about a faulty gas heater?

Related:

Do People Really Die in Hostels?

With the release of Hostel II, I was wondering: do people really die in hostels? I’m sure there are isolated cases, but is it common enough to actually make this movie series somewhat believable? After all, the director, Eli Roth, and friend Quinton Tarantino claimed the idea for the original movie was “inspired by true events.” They say the plot was born out of a Thai website they found which offered a sort of “murder vacation” package which offered “users the chance to torture and kill someone for the price of $10,000.”

So what’s the scoop — was the “murder vacation” website legitimate? “It doesn’t even matter,” said Eli Roth in an interview with pitofhorror.com, “because someone still thought of this and took the time to make [the] site, you could go and pay money to kill somebody.”

That had me thinking. He’s right, it doesn’t even matter. I stopped chasing that lead. Instead, I found a whole lot of other instances where people die in hostels. Real events, where large groups of happy-go-lucky travelers go to bed and never wake up. How does it happen? Let’s find out…

Childers, Queensland, Australia — June, 2000. A fire breaks out at Palace Backpacker’s Hostel. Travelers awake to the smell of smoke and sound of shattering glass instead of fire alarms, which evidence later revealed were faulty and turned off. Many escaped by jumping through a second-floor window onto a neighboring roof — they were at the right place at the right time. When trying to escape, the unfortunate ones were met with windows that had been nailed shut or painted over and emergency escapes that were blocked. Fifteen people perished in the fire. The story doesn’t end here, however. Robert Long, a 37-year-old vagrant fruitpicker, had been kicked out of the Palace Backpacker’s Hostel, and threats he made to burn the building down were overheard by other travelers. The night after the blaze, Long ran to a nearby sugar plantation, where the police caught up with him in a struggle which ended with shots fired. Long was hit once, and later charged with arson. He remains in jail today. The Palace has since been rebuilt, and its doors re-opened in April of 2004.

Todolella, Spain — February, 2005. Roughly 50 people had gathered in Todolella for a birthday celebration; some went home after the party, but 20 stayed at the Sant Cristòfol hostel in the Castellon province of Spain — a decision that would later cost most of them their lives. The hostel staff awoke next morning to find 18 of the 20 visitors dead, all from toxic fumes leaked from a faulty butane heating canister left on overnight. The two survivors were sleeping in an adjacent room and were found unconscious but later revived. Among the group that died were five young members of a local rock group which had performed at the party the evening before the tragic event.

Launceston, Tasmania, Australia — January, 2005. In a case eerily similar to the Childers hostel fire of 2000. New Zealander Tony Laurence McLennan, a 36-year-old employee at Metro Backpackers Hostel in Launceston greeted the new year by setting the building he worked in ablaze. While motives are sketchy, some reports claim other employees told McLennan he should stop drinking, which might have set him off. Others believe he lit the fire to cover up the fact that he had stolen money from the hostel. A 21-year-old Scottish man (pictured) died in the blaze, and McLennan recieved 9 years in prison for manslaughter. Fortunately the Launceston hostel fire was much less deadly than the Childers, but one is enough.

Uyuni, Bolivia. Andréanne Lacroix-Pelletier and Anne Christelle Dubé-Marquis (right), both 21-year-old students from Quebec, went to bed in a small-town hostel in Bolivia and never woke up. Once again, a faulty gas heater is to blame. “Richard Poulin, head of international studies at Laval, said the students likely died after breathing carbon monoxide from a faulty propane heater while they slept.” One of the girls had phoned her father earlier expressing concern about the condition of the hostel. I guess she was right. It turns out you’re much more likely to die from a quiet, flowing gas than a deranged lunatic looking to torture for fun. But how entertaining would a horror movie be about a faulty gas heater?

Related:

A Comprehensive, Research-free List of Hostel Etiquette

Leif Pettersen is a freelance writer, currently finishing up researching Tuscany for some guidebook series that he refers to only as “rhyming with ‘Homely Janet’.” If you’re interested, he’s provided numerous useful tips about Tuscany on his blog. Most notably, he found out (the hard way) that Italian men don’t get much respect when they wear shorts.

Recently, Leif wrote what he claims is a comprehensive, research-free list of hostel etiquette. If you’ve ever slept in a hostel, you know that it can be cheap, rewarding, and a fun way to meet people. It can also be a real cramper as countless foreign knobs (Leif’s word, not mine) commit various infractions against other hostelers — and the world at large. To Leif’s 27 tips — which should be mandatory reading before being allowed to drop your load in any hostel anywhere — I must add these:

  1. Do not ever, EVER sit on my bed. I paid $6 for it tonight, and it’s MINE — every last square inch of it.
  2. Along the same lines, if you are sleeping on the top bunk, do not use my mattress as a launching pad. I don’t want your foot stepping on my leg as you try to get your big butt up on the second level.
  3. It is impolite to throw open the window without asking the other people in the room — particularly the poor slob whose bed is right under said window.
  4. Despite what Mum told you, it is not necessary to completely unpack and then completely repack your bag’s contents each and every day. If, however, your meds have worn off, and you feel you absolutely MUST do this, please go outside or into some large, open space. Do not use the floor of our small, small dorm room.
  5. Just like at home, if you use the last of the TP, do not do anything at all before going and finding replacement TP. It is not cool for me to wander into the bathroom, only to have to wander back out, because you have used yards and yards of quilted cotton to blow your gooey, allergy-ridden nose. (Also, after you blow that dripping shnoz of yours, please be sure to get the snotty tissue in the waste basket.)

Okay, now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, go check out the rest of Leif’s tips. It’s funny stuff — and 100% spot on.