This is my last day here in Finland. I went shopping and bought my kids and LadySavina some little presents…
And to be fair, this isn’t exactly the most beautiful part of the city, it’s just where I happened to be when I decided to film a 360°.
Last night, after a long day of being in conference, the company treated us to a fancy dinner in a restaurant built in what used to be an alien spaceship a water tower.
…to let you know I’m still here. And I uploaded a rather big video, and it’s taking forever to transcode. In the meantime I discovered you can record to video directly from Xanga…
Earlier I’d written about how everyone here in Finland — including children — seem to have frown lines. No one smiles here. Then this afternoon I ran across a statue that actually has the exact expression portrayed in stone.
However, like all stereotypes, there are those who prove it’s not absolute. Case in point, a shy and adorable 12 year old Finnish smile…
Hardwood hotel floors, fluffy socks, my favorite music playing on my iPod … I’m sliding and dancing around this room like a maniac.
I wish LadySavina were here. We’d be having a blast.
I am sitting in a Chinese restaurant in Helsinki, Finland. The choppy, somewhat Russian sounds of the Finnish conversations drifting around me inspire a surreal daze, especially over the backdrop of serene Asian flutes and strings.
Today has been a day off. I’ve wandered and snapped photographs, went to a market or two, and searched in vain for some medicine for the sniffle I’ve picked up. Grocery stores don’t even carry aspirin, and the pharmacies are closed for the 4 day Easter weekend.
Last night the Fins let loose at the bar across the street from the hotel. I witnessed several loud, drunken fights. Very different behavior than I’m used to. For the most part I’ve found the Fins quiet, reserved, and oh so serious. The only public displays of affection I’ve witnessed have been between women — they travel in groups of two and four, and if it’s two, more often than not they’re holding hands.
I don’t know if that signifies anything, or not.
The cold climate and perpetual frowns seem to age these people. I’ve seen frown lines on 8 year old children. The climate shapes the architecture as well. Buildings are uniformly imposing, made to defend against the elements, many built with outer glass shells, windows layered upon windows, and heated roofs which melt the snow.
“I love Hell” is the first thing I saw.
There’s more photos if you look at my Xanga PhotoBlog…