Along the way; Christmas In Finland

What was going through my mind when waiting for my transfer in Warsaw, hungry and tired and trying to stay polite to a very rude, obviously fed-up-with-her-life info desk girl (providing zero info) was; I can not wait to get out of this country. The travel was long, but the thought of beautiful white view under the clear sky and the fresh, gently biting frost in the outskirts of Helsinki was keeping me going. As soon as I landed I realized that I actually came home; the rain and the greyness covering everything, including the clear-of-snow black wet asphlats. However, home is home and I was happy to be there. I didn't take any pictures of the weather but all my friends (and almost all foreign people I met) thinking that Finland is a minus 20 degree winter wonderland all year round -this time i wished they would have been right. And for the record to my dear non-finns; I still didn't see any sign of polar bears or penguins, or not even reindeers (I live in the south coast afterall).

I had a great time seeing my friends and spending time with my family -and especially the dogs. And our old cat, who non-surprisingly, though unnaturally was still alive. I bet the rest of her nine lives are just multiplying everytime she loses one. What was this post about again..

...Christmas is a time of sharing and loving, but I have to admit that as in many other cultures also; food plays a big role. And I ate. I ate like I hadn't seen food for four months. The thing is that Christmas food is so delicious because you only eat it so rarely - I hit two birds with one stone on this one, for I got to eat basic finnish food also which I can not get anywhere (and anyway, I don't cook, so thanks family!). At christmas in my home we eat -as the finnish tradition goes- ham. Delicious 10 kilos of meat with a mustard veil, as we call it, like a greasy fat bride walking down the aisle directly to my stomach. With this we have special christmas bread, some fish and different mashes of carrots and potatoes and so on.

So this is mainly what my christmas
looks like (yes, delicious). I really enjoyed the time with my family - my sister is an excellent baker.
Somehow I miss being there, but I was not sad to leave. I know I can always go back, and I know I will.
Anyway after christmas I flew to Wien (another whole-day of travelling, nerve-wrecking experience; I really love travelling but I hate transporting myself from one place to another.. even though as contradictory as that may sound like).

Thanks to everyone I met during my stay, thanks to my family for reminding me what's home (and for the food). So I guess I might be done with the christmas posts for now.

Here's something else that I did at home with my sister :

 (link to the original song)