The Arrival of Mr B

B arrived for a 48 hour visit. We picked him up in Tampere, walked through the city, sat by the river, talked.

But the real enjoyment came the following day when we visited the Zoo. A Finnish zoo is an exotic affair for an Australian: wolverines, bears, wolves, the most magnificent owls, a wondrous little white snow fox, an elk keen on scratching the fur from his antlers. I could have done two laps of the place. No animal seemed unhappy. The place was empty.

My back held up for most of the day. Later that night we watched Banksy’s film, Exit Through the Gift Shop, which deserves a post all of its own.

 

I ended up with a snow leopard all of my own. His name is Lumi, which means snow.