This my obligatory monthly post acknowledging how much I dislike the “other” office.
Nothing much to add here – my morning walk to the gym and back have become a staple in my life.
One thing I’m rather looking forward to: lunchtime walks in the sunshine…
Helsinki bay currents – I wonder if you could study those just by looking at the way the ice breaks at the end of winter.
The true sign of upcoming spring: gravel, gravel everywhere! (And gravel dust…)
I’ve written about it before but let me talk about it again – eventually Finnish weather changes your brain, eventually you develop a thing in your head that accepts that the weather can (and will) be crappy for weeks on end you just have to go for an hour’s walk no matter what it’s like outside.
Pulla is life, even when the pulla is baked from frozen and not fresh.
Isn’t physics a strange thing – ice is slippery but add a thin layer of water on top of that ice and it’s fifteen times as slippery!
I fear no man but I fear the dust generated by the gravel once everything melts. That stuff kills my lungs…
I’ve always wondered if the peeps who come to the gym in the evenings ever pop down to the pizza place right afterwards.
Nothing like having to go to the “bad commute” office a couple of times to realise how lucky I am with my usual commute.
So this thing called, “spring” – what is it exactly?
It’s like my obsession with melon, even when it’s out-of-season, will never die.
Fun fact – this is the first year where I can’t recall walking a lot on ice on the sea. I guess it was never really cold enough for me to feel that it was safe.