Home sweet home
"It's not a holiday. You're unemployed and homeless." Thank you, Otto, for reminding me of that sarcastically on one morning when I rejoiced at sleeping long on my "holiday". I'm going to take this as such anyway. During one month in Finland, I have enough time to meet friends and family besides getting my things and papers in order at the university and unemployment office before leaving for Senegal. Right now I'm in Varkaus, the hottest news town of the week: on Monday, a 3-month-old baby was kidnapped here while sleeping in his baby carriage (it's normal here to let babies sleep outside in their carriage, until -20 degrees or so - they sleep well for some reason, properly covered of course), and found a few hours later seriously hypothermic and covered in snow. Until Thursday the police had gotten as far as being sure that "the kidnapper is a human being", wild animals such as lynx being suspected earlier. Yesterday they found out th...