
Notes from in-between
Journal Entries
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When in Rome,
I followed a chanting crowd in Finland, ended up at a hockey arena, and somehow became an instant fan. Read more ⇢
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In Finland, We Outside.
In Finland, the outdoors isn’t an escape, it’s simply part of everyday life. Read more ⇢
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I’ve Gone Completely…. a rye
Somewhere between gagging on my first slice of rye bread and traveling across town for my favourite loaf, I realised immigration quietly rewires your taste buds. Read more ⇢
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A Bipolar Sun: Adjusting to Endless Light and Darkness in Finland
I arrived in Finland prepared for the cold, but completely unprepared for a sun that refuses to behave, either never setting at all or disappearing entirely. Read more ⇢









