Baerdog visited me this weekend. He's still here, but due to a sudden case of the flu I had to let him go out today on his own. But, here's some pictures from yesterday, when we went out for the night.
Baerdog and me at the Book Café, enjoying a well-deserved drink... and trying to survive horrendous modern poetry while waiting for a friend's musical performance to begin.
Baer and part of our posse - a gaggle of crazy theatre and roleplayer Finns later that evening, enjoying beer and live music at Castle, a local pub.
Baer puttin' on the moves with two lovely Finnish and Estonian ladies. Originally he was a wingman for one of our group, but when the notion of him being an American came out... well, I'm pretty sure he could've gotten their numbers had we staid a little longer.
Notable occurrences of the evening and the evening before:
- Running into a lady friend of mine who insisted on showing us the phoenix tattoo she had gotten, adorning all of her back.
- Playing hackeysack.
- Getting one of the guys into the pub for free because he's Jesus - in the Easter Passion play.
- Simultaneous translation of bad modern poetry.
- Discussing bears and their use as shamanistic Viagra.
- Wondering whether Turku really was burnt down so many times because of wooden buildings or because of Trogdor the Burninator.
Also, there was Baer's Finnish Exposure:
- Finnish crepes. Tried to make them on a bad frying pan - failed, had sandwiches.
- Salmiakki, a Finnish sour candy. Didn't like.
- Finnish beer. Enjoyed it.
- Hesburger, the Finnish equivalent of MacDonald's. Apparently the giant bacon & cheese burger was good.
- Strawberry
rahka. Enjoyed it.
So 3 out of 5 so far... Good enough for an Honorary Finn