Vappu - What a strange and wonderful evening. The whole of Helsinki, it seems, out of their beds and running from place to place. Some people while away the hours drinking, some eat with family and friends. As part of the obligatory student experience we were sitting atop a hill a park in the old part of town. Relaxing while the sun dipped lower and lower at a snail's pace I have never really had the chance to observe.
The next morning I take my camera with to survey the disaster area and find the buildings where I live looking like they've had a fairly wild party on their own. The floors are covered in sticky and streamers and as we open the elevator we see the remnants of someone's 'lift party' it smells of smoke.
It's like New Years eve in the middle of the year, I suppose that makes sense since New Years is the height of winter here. And no on can go outside. Planes seem to always leaves streaks across the sky here, like carvings, I've no idea why. I thought maybe it was something about the cold?
