Alive.

'Thank god!' I hear you cry. 'How I have been waiting for news of the health and exploits of the fearless and intrepid young woman that I have come to call Celina! Let us all rejoice for life has meaning again!'

I thank you for your concern.

I have been wrenched from your hold, dear blog, by a northern Finnish farm house. My days are hecticly divided between waking up at 11am, picking wild berries and staring at the river dividing Finland from Sweden. Sometimes I barely have energy to drag myself into the sauna. Life, my friends, is indeed hard.

But all soon will be remedied as I will soon move on to a place which has internet connection. O, dare I say, there is many a tale to be told.

But for now, a teaser: Laurie ate whale.

Twice.