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At some point yesterday, I realised I was carrying water bottles from Finland, Sweden and Norway.* That summed up, I think, the rather surreal experiences of the past week, which took me from a Welsh-Australian wedding in Anglesey to a Celtic conference in Helsinki, and everywhere in between.
( The world is yours, not mine, Quidam )
Also, this trip seems to have given me a taste for salty liquorice. In both sweet and alcoholic (which is apparently called salmiakki) form.
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* I ended up only keeping the Norwegian one, as it had the best design.
** That's not my blog, but the quote explains what Selidor is and means.
*** This movement doesn't need to be physical.
( The world is yours, not mine, Quidam )
Also, this trip seems to have given me a taste for salty liquorice. In both sweet and alcoholic (which is apparently called salmiakki) form.
____________
* I ended up only keeping the Norwegian one, as it had the best design.
** That's not my blog, but the quote explains what Selidor is and means.
*** This movement doesn't need to be physical.
