Do I live in the wrong country?

This question keeps coming back to me over and over. Why is it that I always meet wonderful men when I am out of the British Isles? For instance, here I am sat in Helsinki for a couple of days, and am amazed. We went out for some drinks last night and I must say I am STUNNED. So many GORGEOUS TALL COOL men everywhere?!! And they speek this soft Finnish-Swedish accent that I learned to love growing up to listening to Tove Jansson reading the stories of the Moomins. Soft, kind, intelligent, modest, thoughtful. That's what they sound like. And they are all sooooo sexy, the little moomin men.

But of course, this is this sort of "vacation-effect" that happens to most people: when you are away you are relaxed and absorbing of your surroundings, and you meet people that are in the same mood. And this also happened to me when I was visiting London before I moved there. I know what I will do! I will one weekend pretend I am a tourist in London, on vacation! I will do touristic things and just be open and happy to all morons that try to chat me up. I will hang out in very touristic places and maybe even take in to a hotel! Yes! That would be awsome!

Maybe I could even make a business concept out of this "Domestic Travels: Be a tourist in you own hometown!". Could be rather cheap too, you can even use your oyster card for the transport! My god, I am a GENIOUS!