After a mellow and conspicuously warm eve, the actual mayday remains pleasant. At least this time there’s no sleet zooming horizontally at subsonic speed.
Off to Ullanlinnanmäki soon, with some picnic gear. Considering the crowds, a convenient place for a blanky will likely be hard to come by.
And none of the scores of balloons escaping towards the stratosphere will get the same attention as John Roger Waters’ helium-filled swine did.
EDIT: Got my Waterses seriously mixed up.