arrived at the only logical conclusion possible. A quick search on Google Maps indicated that there were actually an unusually high number of spas in the area around our hotel, most specializing in Thai massage. After checking the closest one and seeing that the price for a 1 hour massage would be around 40, we thought score! No, this was not our happy ending. Hi, you do massages, right?, I went straight to the point. Traveling from Helsinki to Stockholm was way more tiring than expected. Without thinking too much about this, we pressed the button and a Thai lady with a generous amount of make-up on her face opened the door with a surprised expression. Lets go get a massage! After 2 days of sleeping in a ridiculously soft mattress, we started wondering whats the deal with beds in Sweden. We are fully booked, she replied. Pause, ohhhh, Im so sorry, she said with a strange look on her face. We are here for a massage!, I said. We walked away thinking that this was all a little strange. But our home only had a bed for one person! This time, after rolling our bags from the airport to the train, from the train station to the metro, and from the metro to our Airbnb address in Sodermalm, we entered what was supposed to be our home for the next month. We still didnt get our happy ending.