When a man is hungers, he eats. I was damn damn damn hungry after a battle with the nature to get back to my hostel.. windy, snowy whatever.. and than I learned there is no can-opener in the big kitchen in the basement. With that "NO CAN OPENER?!" expression on my face, I slowly walked up to the workers in the hotel (4 of them are sharing the room with me, so I knew I will get support).. I minutes later I rushed back to the kitchen with my "NOTHING STANDS BETWEEN ME AND MY TOMATO TORTILLA" face.
I repeat. Nothing.

Now we can be each others :)

It tasted even better this way. :) It really did :)