The Amazing Flying Pigmonkeys.

(aka How We Traveled Internationally with 2 Cats) I guess I should first explain that title. As many of you probably know, kittens spend a large portion of their time airborne — jumping from place to place, hopping on moving objects, climbing on things, falling off those same things, generally bouncing around like the crack-addled balls of relentless energy they are. Our older cat, Misu, has never been a slim feline. She was round from a very early age and has only grown rounder since. Ate like it was going out of style, climbed all over the furniture and walls, …

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Travel responsibly.

Am packing up to go back to the States. Remembered a funny little moment on the plane when we were coming out here — I was trying to get the significant other to stop fidgeting and poking at me after being in the same seat for hours on end. So I pull out my DS Lite, loaded with a copy of GTA: Chinatown Wars and wave it in front of him like a lollipop. Across the aisle, I see two harassed-looking parents searching in their carry-on, then they also pulling out a DS kit and give it to their bouncing …

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When in Finland…

Hyvää Joulua (or whatever choice of holiday is appropriate for your particular situation), everybody! Hope you are surrounded by family and friends (that you want to be around) and good food (because it’s all about the food). A bit belated, but I always claim the full 12 days of Christmas for the sake of extending my shopping time. 😛 There hasn’t been any snow or reindeer sightings yet, but we’re here until New Year’s Day and I remain hopeful. 🙂 *mwah*

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Debrief of sorts.

So due to the vagaries of baggage transport, my luggage took an extended vacation last week. Even though T and I arrived home late Sunday the 5th, my last bag did not deem it necessary to join me until Friday the 10th. Which was very inconvenient, since it was carrying my spare medications, toiletries and most of my underwear drawer. Sigh. Isn’t that always how it works? Our flight from Turku to Copenhagen was on this tiny turboprop commuter plane which really kind of terrified me (and I’ve been flying on planes nearly since I was born) because the walls …

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Sadness.

Today I waded in the Baltic Sea, snacked on freshly-picked currants and hiked through a backyard forest. The biggest worry of the day was whether or not to bring a jacket in case it got cloudy. Tomorrow, I am headed back towards the land of smog, traffic and recreational plastic surgery. Complete with a huge backlog of homework, bills and work orders. Sigh. These times always go by far too quickly.

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Finland!

I think I’m going to stop with the day numbering because the almost-continuous daytime and lazy summer vacation atmosphere here in Finland is making it hard to remember what day it is. A nice change, though something of a shock for my frenetic metropolis-raised mind to handle. The idea of automatically getting up to 5 weeks off from your job just does not compute. I apparently come from a country of masochists. Then again, we knew that the minute we elected… ahem. But yes, Finland! Still learning to stay asleep despite the early daylight. Still finding the in-house sauna thing …

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Day 5.

Ah, the buttcrack of dawn. Something I only tend to see when traveling, because they only thing that can get me out of bed that early is a plane departing the country. I must apologize to megolas for the racket I made packing and lugging my bags around before I left. She was a most gracious hostess and I will miss her most-entertaining company greatly. An hour on the bus and another hour on the Underground took me back to Heathrow. Passing through security and various checkpoints with no hitches and hours to spare, I grabbed breakfast at that Irish …

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Day 4.

Unfortunately, megolas could not get out of work on Monday, so she had to spend the day being gainfully employed. I, on the other hand, am glad to say that I did nothing of the sort 🙂 Having heard all sorts of horror stories about the dangers of traditional pre-cultural-boom English dishes, I decided they had to be experienced. Call me a masochist. Hopping over to the cafe across the street of Meg’s work, I ordered up a full breakfast and was summarily greeted by a plate of animal products and starch, covered in grease. Yes, I actually ate most …

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Day 3.

Stayed in and studied up on bandom, with help from my helpful guide, megolas. Was directed towards pages of rather engrossing picspam, wherein I learned to appreciate the many talents of Frank Iero’s mouth and the amazing abilities of many emo boys to have completely flat trousers fronts, despite wearing stuff that looks painted on. Really, where does it all go? Or maybe I don’t want to know? I’m both disturbed and fascinated. Also ripped a respectable stack of CDs to help in my research efforts. Because really, I’m currently an orphaned fan after y’all departed so suddenly for greener …

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