Lama Temple is one of Beijing’s finest temple.

One of the first place I really wanted to come back to was Wangfujing, a huge street market. I had loved the atmosphere when I was studying in Beijing and I was glad to see it didn’t changed much.

The only problem with Finland is… Finnish. It doesn’t look like any language I know and it really didn’t make any sense to me. Way too many “ö” and “ë” if you ask me. But fortunately, most people spoke great English so we were able to get around without too much trouble.

I haven’t packed anything yet, I have just found out I have a hole in my sandals and I can’t find my tweezer but everything is under control. E-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. But my packing, that is.

Waiting two more minutes doesn’t sound so bad. We have been standing in the small — yet overcrowded — room for about two hours, browsing brochures about the latest Shenzhen fair trade and exchanging exasperated glances with our unfortunate lineup mates. I went out twice for a smoke, drank about two liters of water and read all the notes taped on the wall.