Well I’m in Finland. I have been in Finland for a few days actually. I got a lovely ferry from Stockholm – I say ferry. It was more of a huge fuckin’ cruise ship and there were islands out the window for nearly the whole way. Beautiful little islands with wooden houses and private jetties. Still, I dunno if I’d fancy living there with cruise ships passing every couple of hours.
There was another English speaker on board. A girl who looked exactly like a friend of mine in Ireland but more Romanian.
S met me off the boat, looking as beautiful as ever and we hung around Turku for a few days. Met some of her friends, did a room escape, grabbed a beer. All the while there was snow on the ground. I think I’ve seen more snow these past few weeks than I have my whole life previous.
When we were on the bus up to Pori it was snowing sideways, you couldn’t see the road beneath you. It had stuck a bit when we got to Pori and was, I am reliably told, the good kind of snow. Fluffy. Perfect for men and balls.
I have been welcomed in to her apartment with open arms. I am not sure who is getting more from this relationship me or her, all I know is I’m getting a hell of a lot out of it. More perhaps than she will ever know.
For now life is beautiful. Beautiful people. And noodles. Oh so many noodles.