Lessons in life: avoid Finland in November

November in Finland is murder. It’s just as beautiful as a summer’s day in Mordor, or a day spent in a windowless house without any lights.  You wake up, it’s dark. You come home from work, it’s dark. It’s not the nice and soft kind of darkness. It’s wet and rainy and awful. Pitch black. Some…

Not so bad, November

Ah, suddenly it’s almost the end of November! What happened? I think this may have been the first ever November that does not feel two years long. Yes, it’s dark. Yes, it’s rainy. Yes, I hate waking up in the morning, going to work in the dark and coming home in the same weather, same…