Being a Finn living in Sweden, I’m in the privileged position of always being right when there’s a question of these two countries. “How dare you question my patriotism for Finland?” or “How dare you tell me that you know better what Swedes are like, I’ve been here for ten years – and my kids are Swedish.” (Or Finnish, depends on who’s asking).

A friend of mine always says I’m living behind the enemy lines. Well, I’m going back to the old country for a few days again, and I thought I’d blog my way through it. So come back and refresh often. (Really, grab that RSS feed while you can).

I’m going deep, too. Kuopio. Rhymes with nothing.