Morning in Helsinki in January is like one long dawn and the afternoon like one long sunset. It’s actually kind of romantic and I’m finally awake for that time when the sky goes from dark to dewy and is good to reflect by, but this time it lasts for many hours and it doesn’t mean I just pulled a loop-around.
Update: That was an unusual day. Now I know better. How many words do Finns have for “cloudy”?
