5 Jones

We're in Helsinki. It is as dark as expected but less cold, despite what the the leafy snowballs around the place suggest. Matt has a nameplate on his oversized door ('5 Jones'); I know the word for organic ('luomu'); there is a canoe shed on the water just near the apartment; abundant wireless connectivity in Café Kiasma; and I've found a map of the allotments in Central Park.

So we're very much settled.

Except for the fact that I return to London on Tuesday...