Talk with Nima

Nima, this kid, is really something.
I ran into him randomly in the library when Behnam (Iranian German) was making a copy of something at the front desk. So the guy who was making the copy started speaking something that didn't resemble anything. But Behnam replied stuttering. So I got curious, I asked Behnam about his origins and he told me that he was originally from Iran.
But what got me curious is that the guy also spoke perfect English and Swedish when dealing with different clients. So I went to the front desk to ask him about his identity.
From then, I often randomly bump into him on the street so we exchanged numbers.

But last night was the real time when I really got to know him.
So I invited him to the building party in Lappis since he doesn't live in Lappis. He came then we started chatting. We shared lots of common thoughts about almost everything. And also since he had been to Spain before I wanted to ask him about it for my trip to Spain. Then with his enthusiasm he told me one of the craziest journeys I have ever heard.
He hitchhiked the whole way around in Spain and they were some scary experiences. For example, one time they got picked up by this single guy who didn't speak a word on the ride and as they were thanking the guy for the ride, the guy told them that it's fine because he wasn't going anywhere anyway, he was just driving the road because he had nothing else to do.
But the craziest part still has to be when they camped on the beach in Barcelona. Although they got many warnings from the locals that NEVER CAMP on the BEACH. and they also went to the police to ask. They said it was illegal. But they were almost broke so had to find a place to camp. They didn't buy all those warnings and still went on camping on the beach. So at night they snuck in a part where no vehicles could ever get to at the beach. But about 2 in the morning, something extremely noisy was coming towards them from above. They couldn't see what it was since they were in the tent and they also locked the tent with a lock. so his travel mate pulled out a knife, slashed the tent, then jumped out of the tent. It was like a monster tractor making a huge circle around their tent. And that was all it did. I was guessing it was some kind of warning for not camping at the pot field since Nima told me people were digging out drugs from the sand around them too. But then, it started pouring from the sky. so he was getting really went since he didn't want to go in the tent to sleep just to watch out for himself and his buddy. Then people who were fucked up started looking for a shelter and, of course, the first thing they saw was the tent. Then they started trying to squeeze in but Nima locked the tent and tried to stop people from the outside by saying that it was already full inside. Meanwhile, he saw a couple making love on the beach. and that wasn't just it. Two passersby stopped right beside the love making couple and observed and studied them from different freaking angle.
Another short story was about that when they got to Paris by hitchhiking, they went to a one star hotel somewhere. and it was definitely the shittest hotel he's ever stayed in in his whole life. The room was run through by freaking pipes that were as thick as a tree trunk. And the bathroom was shared. the best part was that you couldn't get into the bathroom if you go in straight because there was no room for you to turn around at all if you want to do some serious business. And this one counterstaff there was seriously from one of the National Lampoon's movies. Nima and his friend arrived at the hotel, and the receptionist was him. When he tried going down to the lobby 3 in the morning he was still there. the next morning when they went out it was still him at the counter. When they went out the day after it was still him. He had worked for like 72 hours straight when they left Paris. And they asked him how he managed to do it, he just simply said "I like my job."