He is evil. I don't like at all
I hate this. Three hours of getting burnt in a tin rust bucket on wheels, we landed up in another place. Olga says it is her time in the country of pain. Or was it Spain. Not sure. She needs to brush up on her Finnish language. I am upset. It is hot. I am still burning. Take my clothes off and let me go naked into freedom. Vigo. We are in Vigo. I saw a sign. I can read. I can read, but don't know what I am saying. There are boats. Loads of boats on water. I see werid brown pointing things. The leaves are larger and wider on the branches. God, they look yummy. I see people eating werid slimmy things out of shells. This place smells. Where the hell am I?
I see another grey man. He is dead. He is laying on the ground. Danik puts me in his eyes.
I am hiding. I see the boats.
I am scared. He is going to eat me. But luckly I escape unharmed. I hate warm places. We are back on tin rust bucket on wheels, heading back to Porto. I want to go back to Tampere. I am sad. I like it when Japanese people pick me up and smile at me. I miss the attention. I also miss looking out of that window and seeing the snow and the leaves falling during Autumn, brown, cripsy and being blown about. I have also heard stories that there is a moose's, big ones, roaming all over Sweden, Norway and Finland. I must go there one day and find my true meaning. The meaning of life for me is why the hell am I a bundle of cotton stuffed with cotton wool and not one of these mighty creatures eating leaves of tall pointy brown things! I am sad. I must reach my destiny. But for now, where Danik goes, I goes. Don't care about Olga, owner of the killer rabbit and the sniffing cat!
