I think I have three regular or semi-regular readers of my
blog now (RIP Hank) and I think the three of you know ( or semi know) that I am
painfully aware of the human experience. These painful observations now have me
observing Finland. Here is what John Prine and I could write about so far:
·
98.68 percent of Finnish words
have two K’s in them and when they go crazy they sometimes have 8
·
98.01 percent of Finnish people
have tattoos
·
100 percent of stuff and
shit here is expensive
With working in Iraq and then Abu Dhabi I was hoping to get
a break from the heat and of course the pits of hell are cooler than those
places in August but there is still a heat wave here so take that global
warming nay-sayers.
No surprises here. It is pretty much what I expected.
Organized, clean city with nice smelling locals. The big adventure today was
going to Suomenlinna:
Here is how they describe
it “The Great Wall of China, the Acropolis in Athens, the Grand Canyon, and
Suomenlinna”. That might be a bit grandeur but it is worth a visit and there is
a nice boat ride to get there. It is an island fortress to fend off their rowdy
neighbors of yesteryear.
You can see the
Russian influence on the architecture here as well as the cuisine because they
put dill on everything which works well for me because I swear by the two damp
balls of John the Baptist I love dill. But I am convinced the national dish is
Thai food.
And holy moly
some of the people are fair here.
I was talking to
one dude and said sorry about the death of your brother but man o man you are an
awesome guitar player and he said feck off gringo I am not Edgar Fecking
Winter. Not sure why an older Finnish gent called me a gringo but I seem to
hear that a lot.
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