Pranzo in Svizzera

Last week I got a surprise mail from my old American friend. He had moved to Switzerland to play hockey and he wanted to see me. We hadn’t seen each other since he stopped playing for TPS, Turku and changed cities in Finland. It was about a time to catch up and have a laugh with him. You can read the rest here.

Lago di Como/ Varenna

I still haven’t started working properly and I wanted to do something nice last week with my friend Sally-Ann. She proposed that I would go with her to the Lake Como where she is working. Getting up in the mornings is hard for me now when I actually still can enjoy sleeping. I missed the first trains in the morning from Milan and arrived to Monza one hour later than agreed. (Sorry sweetie!) The story continues here.

Alassio e Andora

I returned to Italy 3 weeks earlier than I was supposed to and 3 kilos heavier. Ups! I guess my mom’s food was tasty. Milan was burning hot with +40 C and I carrying snowboard in the airport gave me some suspicious looks. My ride forgot where he had parked the car (heatstroke?) and I thought that I would melt in my LBD (little black dress) while searching for it. The story continues here.

Turista a Rauma

My third vacation week in Finland was devoted to my home city Rauma. I hadn’t planned to do anything major, only to meet a few friends, cook lunch for my dad, bake some treats, read books and start running again. I succeeded pretty well and found out that at the end I was running out of time…like always. I was supposed to stay in Finland for 6 weeks (or that is how my flights were booked), but I started to long for my return to Milan earlier than expected. I wonder why… ;o) The story continues here.

Madonna & Helsinki

Spending my vacation in Finland always means rushing from place to another and trying to meet all the best friends. I always have 3 cities to visit and way too little time. I spent my second long weekend in the capital. The first evening I met my old friends from Turku in the city center. Our date of 3 turned out to be an evening with 8 which is usual when I go out with my best friend. This time we gave some Finnish guys rough time with their manners. Living in Italy has taught me some new expectations which I guess aren’t that common in Finland… You can read the rest here.