3:10 AM. Spazpants. And yes, I'm taking that hat as a shout-out. For those of you who didn't experience the non-hilarity for yourselves, he's got a sort of light blue fuzzy bowler with black stars on it. Yeah, you heard me. He also is wearing the closest things you will see on the race to actual Spazpants in the "article of clothing" sense, which look like the pajama bottoms you would get a five-year-old boy who wants to be an astronaut. Not breaking a lot of new ground in terms of race analysis, Jonathan tells us that their problems "have been with each other, not the race." I suppose they are bored with each other's placid demeanor. She interviews -- looking rough, seriously -- that they go back and forth between being okay and wanting to kill each other. Well, they're halfway to feeling about themselves exactly the way I feel about them. They run into Gus and Hera, and the two teams find themselves a local who also tells them that the tower opens in the morning at 10:00. So they, too, think the Sheraton Stockholm sounds like a super place to chill out. So now, we have four out of our eight teams taking a nice long nap, just assuming that the thing opens when the locals said it did.
The music gets really loud, like they're in some kind of an irritatingly loud nightclub, and then it's 5:37 AM, and it's light outside, and Hornio is leaving. Man, people really did spread out on that last leg with the counting and the hay bales. We've had legs where everybody leaves within a half an hour of each other -- these people are already three and a half hours off the lead. As they leave, Rebecca gives us the highly unfortunate information that El Hornio, when she met him, did not clip his own toenails. His mother did it for him, in what I can only assume was a ritual that involved a lot of crying. ["By me. Because ew." -- Sars] Rebecca says, "I was like, 'If you're going to be my boyfriend, you have to cut your own toenails.'" Well, a girl's got to have standards, really. We now watch as, for some reason, El Hornio does some kind of physical comedy by the water, screwing around with the hand statue sticking up out of the harbor. Hilarious. Because nobody has ever done that before, I'm sure. That and making it look like you're holding up the Leaning Tower of Pisa are probably neck and neck for Least Inventive Tourist Gag of the Western Hemisphere. El Hornio then interviews that he is "definitely a baby." He confirms that he lives with, as he puts it, his "Mommy and Daddy." I'm sure Mommy and Daddy really appreciate that. Hornio finds a local who points out the tower for them. They, not having received word that you don't have to actually look at signs at entrances if you can just get locals to give you an idea of when the doors usually open, go to the tower directly, and they find a sign on the gate that says the gate is open from 7:00 AM to 5:00 PM on weekdays. And it's currently 6:05 AM. Well, that will be nice for the people not planning to put in an appearance until 9:30.
6:09 AM. Four hours off the lead, Freddy and Kendra. Kendra, sounding bored with her own "we're opposites" routine, drolly observes that she likes "the finer things in life," while Freddy is more "down and dirty." Ahem. Hee hee. What? "We say he's beer and dirt and I'm champagne and flowers," Kendra says. Hmm. Well...are those the only choices, or can I be beer and flowers? They also find the entrance and the sign indicating 7:00 AM. And at the gate, they meet up with Hornio, as Rebecca expresses her surprise that the lead teams aren't hanging around the entrance. I have to say, the only thing El Hornio can do to make his hair presentation look more odd is what he's doing in this scene, where he pulls a black hood up to the front of his head so that just his horns are sticking out. He looks like a little kitty. Mew!