This morning I had an amazing Swedish massage. It was felt sooooo good, especially since it feels like I have literally walked across this entire continent. I told the owner of the hostel about my Mexican food craving and she directed me to an "American" restaurant which she said served great fajitas. The fajitas were pretty good, and it was interesting to see what an "American" restaurant serves (besides McDonalds). Afterwards I did a little sight seeing. Although, there isn't really much to see, just some clocks and some statues of some bears. Apparently the founder of the city killed a bear and so now there are statues of bears everywhere... there is probably more to that story, but I don't really remember. Tonight I met some really great guys, Chris a Brit in the Air force who was returning from a trek in the Alps, Sean an Irishman who loved the beer in Prague (and was still carrying bottles of it), and Frank and American who takes really long showers. Hostelling is so great because you get to meet some many interesting people, there is really no better way to travel.