Lapland: The Story of Skiing

This will be a bit more than just skiing. 

When we arrived we found that we had the best room. It was a loft with a dining room and kitchen. The view of Sweden was a nice touch.

Our room consisted of three americans, one german, a french, and a Ti

Friends for life.

do you see the trees in the distance. That's Sweden. 

Everyone would just hang out in eachothers room. Here is the French area, you can see JB cutting french sausage.

The first night we all rested and went to get our skies. We saw the giant hill we would be attacking come the next day break.

Dinner was held in an outdoor Sami (oraginal people) home

there was a cotten cand

The next day rolled around. We bundled up (decked out in our colors- Red, White, and Blue.) We hit the slopes.

So I went to the top.

This was one of the best and worst decision I have ever made. I am terrible at skiing. I spent the way down just falling. I give my cousins so much credit for this sport. My body ached for days afterwards.

But at the top. You could see for miles and miles. I took my skies off and just sat. We all did. You don't know what the color white means till  you go to the Arcitc. I listened to the song Holocene by Bon Iver. And if you have never heard that song or have not in a while, I urge you to listen to it. 

The breaze was cold but not freezing. And the Air was fresher than the Air ate the cabin.

We are so small compared to this world.

I fell all the way down that

We came back, saunaed, rolled in the snow. The usual.

That evening the local primary school put on a presentation for us of Finnish Dance. We are very lucky. 

we are one.

The adventures which lead to an underground circus

Thursday rolled around and in the evenign was a Rotary Concert which I was to attend. It was for my club(woo they are the best.) I was picked up from the Train Station and we drove the the cutest little church in the world. It was a quaint, old, stone church in the middle of this hospital area. It was so precious. When we walked in there was 8 boys playing the chello. You could feel the music in the floor boards.

 Friday I didnt have school. Or at least I am pretty sure I didn't have school... it's exam week. So I met up with Daniel and we went to have coffee and see the new Sibelius Exhibition. It was a lovely afternoon.

Funny story about going home. I didn't really go home on the right bus. I mean of course I thought it was the right bus. But after a few turns in a direction which isn't home and the bus just stopping and no one else on it- It started to be a little bit fishy. I called my äiti and explained how lost I was again. Then! Emma (american lady from Finnish night classes) turned around and smiled. At that moment I knew I was saved. She assisted me in finding the right bus and making it home.

my savior

Right when I made it home it was off to another adventure. I feel asleep in the car so I was hella disorientaed when we stopped in parking gragae and everyone just started walking. Somehting whcih I learned this year, is if you dont know what is going on- stick close to the people which look like they do.

This led to the underground "circus"
Hannali and Lionell gave us these tickets
It was the best peformace I have ever in my life been to
Better than circus Olay
Talvisirkus

the fam

 It had this dream theme and it was so well put together. I wish I could explain better. It was a small condense theater- but tall. And they used all the space.When you walked in it smelled like pulla and glögi. Both which I had. Also I had coffee. But what's new.

On the way back to the car, Sade and me had a hudge snowball war. This night has made the list for some of the best nights here. 

It was an actual dream that peformace. It made you feel like you were in a dream.