Respect My Authority

When I returned from my holiday to Lisbon, I had made an important decision. This was to be my last summer in the north of Finland. I had never wanted to move there in the first place, and I had been trying to leave as soon as I got there. Ten years had passed, andJatka lukemista ”Respect My Authority”

Deserted Lisbon

In early May I booked a week in Lisbon to go see a friend. Another holiday, another country, another beautiful town with lots of old buildings, beautiful architecture and rich history. I spent my days taking long, aimless walks, eating local food in restaurants where they didn’t speak English and visiting tourist attractions. But ofJatka lukemista ”Deserted Lisbon”

An Empty Castle

Towards the end of the year I visited Riga. It wasn’t my first time in the town, and I even managed to book a hotel room from the same side of town as on my previous visit around two years previously. As I had been here before, I knew all the bars, restaurants, museums andJatka lukemista ”An Empty Castle”

A Sleeping Beauty

Another of my favourite things was taking long bike tours along the river splitting my home town. One of my routes took me through a quiet suburban area, which was rather upper class. I had been biking the same route for around six years and a small villa had caught my eye. It was darkishJatka lukemista ”A Sleeping Beauty”

Using Faulty Exhaust as a Guiding Light

In June came the time to take my beloved car to its yearly checkup. Despite its rather high 14 year age, it was in a rather good shape. Or so I thought. Everything was well, until it was time to check the emissions. At that point the inspector said I had no chance of gettingJatka lukemista ”Using Faulty Exhaust as a Guiding Light”

Destroy the Press Part III

A look from the balcony towards the editorial office reveals, that the mushroom like thing in the middle still remains. The clock has stopped, though. A view from the other corner. Although things still look pretty intact, the demolition has progressed rapidly. Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t this a vending machine for condoms?Jatka lukemista ”Destroy the Press Part III”

Destroy the Press Part II

Our adventures next continued upstairs to the Harris lobby. A part of the stuff left behind by the newspaper still remained. Someone had messed things up, though. It seems this room was used for coffee breaks by the demolition company, as these things weren’t here when I photographed here right after the newspaper had left.Jatka lukemista ”Destroy the Press Part II”

Destroy the Press Part I

It was the weekend after I had noticed that the demolition of my old workplace had begun. I was downtown with a couple of friends of mine having a beer. I told them a story about my colleague, who for years joked about setting up a chair in the roundabout next to the old offices,Jatka lukemista ”Destroy the Press Part I”

Let the Destruction Begin

Winter was slowly turning to spring, and believe me, in the North of Finland it really happens slowly. In mid-April we were finally over the worst, and it was no longer completely dark at 9 pm. I was driving home from my other hobby (yes, I have other hobbies than UE too), when I noticedJatka lukemista ”Let the Destruction Begin”

The Lights Are On, But Hopefully There’s No One Home

A few days after they started demolishing the old school with the lights still on, I noticed that another well published demolition site had commenced. For years there had been plans to build a hotel in the marketplace of Oulu next to the market hall. The plans had been drawn, yet nothing had happened. ThereJatka lukemista ”The Lights Are On, But Hopefully There’s No One Home”