The morning I arrived in Zurich it was 7.30am and I had no where to go. I had no sleep or anything to eat for 24 hours at that point and I was truly a wreck. My face was swollen, my speech mimiced that of a crack daddy trying to coddle his toy poodle, and I literally couldn't stand up strait. I schleped my bags with inhuman motivation to the nearest hostile and begged for a room. I slept (get this) for 20 HOURS strait! Woke up, ate dinner with Josh and Elise and went back to bed for another 8 hours. It was intense. When awoke for the second coming I met a lovely girl named Erin from Olympia, Washington. She was a doll and a saviour, if not for the the fact that she spoke English with an american accent. I never thought that would be music to my exausted brain. We only had one beautiful day together and we celebrated with a visit to the Dalai Lama exibit. It was incredible.. words don't do it justice. It had many original mandalas, letters, artifacts, etc.