On the Finnish-Line

Day 122
I never thought about how big Russia was until it took more than eight hours of flying, just to get through it. While I was flying, I was blessed with front row seats to watch a drunk Russian couple hoard wine glasses and mix with sake that they bought in the tax free shop. after two hours the entire aircraft smelled like alcohol and sweat. I was very happy to transfer to the Helsinki plane when we landed, but only after going through secondary security.

As soon as we entered Scandinavia, Rain. Gray. Cold. Matti picked me up at the airport and drove me to a nice kebab place. After dinner we went out for drinks all night and I came back at about 02:00. If I take into account, that I woke up in Asakusa, flew back in time and didn't get any sleep during, I was now on my 30th hour of being awake, and also completely wasted.

We'll see how tomorrow works out...

Day 123
The final day had come. It felt unreal. I took my camera and walked around Helsinki for a few

hours until Matti woke up. This city has a lot of very unique buildings and an equally unique style. After I was picked up we drove slowly through the city and looked at a few churches and stuff, just to say that I have seen them. We headed into the supermarket after that and brought lots of food for the evening. It was Finland vs Slovakia in hockey and all the lads where gathering. When we arrived at Sanderis house, I, him and Matti prepared the food and started the sauna. It took a few hours before the house was full but all of a sudden 8 drunk fins had found their way to the living room. All fresh out of the sauna we threw ribs, sausages, corn, rye bread, and whatever else we could find on the fire and the house smelled divine. Jet-lag caught up with me shortly after Slovakia caught up to 2/2 and

I went to sleep upstairs.

Time to finish this journey, as well as this book. I'm going to the airport for the last time now. I have met many amazing people and seen many amazing things. I've seen much of the world and I have realized that there is too little for me to do in Sweden. The chaotic lifestyle I have been living for the past few months have felt so much better than every day life back home and I will now work hard to find my way back to Japan. Who knows, in ten years I might have a house in the countryside in Kansai, speak fluent Japanese and work as a professional Photographer.