day 6: cards with buddha

While Magda was still in class and while my company were still getting dressed, I stole across the street to a 32 floor office building to ride their glass elevator to the top floor. I thought I would meet some resistance, but fortunately I ninja kicked no one and was able to stroll right into the elevator.

The view is pretty from the top.



After Magda got back, we took bus 65 all the way to the cemetary (insert Architecture in Helsinki here) where there also happened to be a Japanese temple. We played hearts with the gold plated Buddha. It was good for him because he needed a break from all the Japanese people gawking at him. Those darn tourists, they're as bad as the cockroaches. (I killed my first one today by the way!)

See Ulrich bang the gong.


See Ulrich with the fat coi.


See Ulrich with Mr. Buddha.


See Ulrich with the ugly Japanese duck.


See the wimpy boy trying to look tough.


There was also this really chill autograph tree where people could sign their names on the leaves. I'm sure the tree felt very violated, but I personally thought scratching chlorophyll out with a toxic pen was fantastic.


Here is us looking retarded:


We got back to Magda's apartment and finally made those pineapple cookies (with Ulrich of course). They came out kind of crumbly and tasted like salted butter, but the pineapples were good. I think another go at it would produce prize-winning cookies fo sho.







And later, Yan killed like 15 cockroaches with a pair of chopsticks while I ran away screaming.