Helsinki dreams

Finnish Mökki is a thing to experience. The late evening fog plumes out from the forest, or the water. Stepping from the sauna into the frigid lake — you can’t tell the difference between the steam billowing from your body and that fog. But between putrid outhouses and the constant mosquito ambushings, you start to… Read More Helsinki dreams

On Dating a Finn

When I sneak a moment to talk to Michelle, my girlfriend of four years, I pace the hallways of my all-boys-dorm – getting quiet when others get near, and ignoring the smell of jock. On good days, the study room is void of frat pledgees and we can fake privacy. In those moments, we plan… Read More On Dating a Finn