People say that when they are homesick and are far away from their loved ones, they look up at the moon they somehow get this feeling that the world is a much smaller place. Everyone all over is looking at the same moon which gives them comfort. I’ve realized that squirrels are like that for me. No matter where you are in the world, the chances are you will probably run across a squirrel.
obligatory first day of school photo
Here it is. My first day of master's school. Since my mom is not in Finland, Scott has taken over her duties of picture taking (he is not nearly as good, mom). But the picture lived up to its expectations just like all the other terribly awkward and unattractive first day photos…I wouldn’t have it any other way. I rode The Viking (that’s what we’ve named her) to school, looking very collegiate with my fiancé’s backpack on. So far I’ve learned that class scheduling in Finland is very different than what I’m used to in the states. Most of the classes last for only 2-3 months. So not all of them start on the first day, I have some that start in October or November. And there’s generally no pattern to how the lessons are scheduled. There’s no Monday/Wednesday or Tuesday/Thursday classes. There are just random days and times. It’s been kind of confusing and somewhat difficult to organize in the beginning, but I’m thinking (hoping) that this is the hard part. After scheduling everything I think it’ll be nice to have my classes so spread out.
We have gone four very looooooonng nights without any furniture. Yes, that means we’ve been sleeping on the floor. I started thinking about when I was younger and my parents would get up from the floor moaning and groaning about their legs/back/everything hurting and how I always thought that was so ridiculous. I mean how is it even possible for your body to hurt from just sitting on the floor?? Let me tell you, it is possible.
Over the past week or so that we’ve been living here, we’ve noticed several things that make it very clear we are not living in Texas anymore.
Here’s a quick look at some of the things that we see on our way to school (or in Scott’s case, the coffee house).
