I wait in the departure lounge at Helsinki airport and suddenly reality dawns. I am waiting for a flight that is going to take me to the land of mysticism and intrigue. As I board the airbus to take us to the plane I look around at the unfamiliar faces, expressions that i've never seen collectively before. A fusty smell lingers between the frozen figures and as I inhale deeper the faint scent of vodka clings to my nostrils. The stereotypes fit and there was no doubt that our final destination was the motherland, and I could hear it calling.
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