Of course I didn't have my camera with me today. We went to eat at this new Nepalese place on Rautatientori and by the way, we highly recommend. Tommi's fish was more spicy than my chicken, but the naan was great and the mango lassi just as it should. After we had eaten a butterfly flew over the table and landed just beside my napkin. It was a peacock butterfly, neitoperhonen in Finnish. It was perfectly orange brown with its four purple and black eyes and hairy body and it sat there for a long long time just swaying its antennae and warming in the sunshine on the shiny white tablecloth.
Afterwards we saw the movie Brúðguminn by Baltasar Kormákur. It was quite funny but not nearly as great as 101 Reykjavík of which I've already obsessed about here. But the opening scenes of hillsides and the sea and the swans at Tjörnin made my eyes water. I miss my Iceland.
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