One of those days.
One of those days where you wake up knowing there's a lot of packing to do and you curse yourself for having had that last glass of wine last night, the one which led to you hopping (in a manner of speaking) into a taxi and then having to ask the driver to stop so you can throw up against a tree. He didn't seem to mind - probably seen it many times before. I do mind - I'm feeling atrocious today and there's a lot of stuff to do. Stuff to put into boxes, the scrubbing down of the whole apartment and the washing of the couch which we're leaving to the guy who's moving in next.
I'm an idiot.
All things said and done though, it was a topical and classy way to sign off from the portion of my life which I've lived here in Helsinki for the last 4 years. I'm off to the shop to buy some hangover juice and then it's back to the grindstone... 63 hours until we land in Cairo and the adventure begins....
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