It seems staying home for a weekend has become increasingly difficult. By travelling for a couple of days, one simulates the benefits of busy life: having one's mind occupied by a series of practical things and novel sights, with a sense of constant on-the-move existence and enlightened brain activity, not confined in the often uncomfortable space of mind and memory. This weekend, we're going to Tallinn.
The Night of Events (Tapahtumien yö) turned out very enjoyable this year. We listened to two lectures on Japanese culture (sumo wrestling and shunga,
old erotic drawings - "from one contact sport to another", as the second lecturer put it, or did she in fact say as much as "combat sport"?), bought 70€ worth of books, listened to classical music played with the organ and the saxophone in the Cathedral, ate at the reincarnated tapas bar, and observed a strangely fascinating fire show in the dark Näsinpuisto park with several hundred other people. The combination of drums and didgeridoos provided an excellent soundscape for fast-moving people and torches, which, well choreographed, drew lots of fiery short-lived circles into nocturnal air.