Finncon Report

What can you say about a con with an English-language track (for the Swedes, Russians, and Estonians who don't speak Finnish, who outnumber the actual native English speakers by a large margin), fresh home-made soup in the Greenroom, fans who have read everything from Clarke and Heinlein to Marks (Laurie, that would be) and Mieville and LeGuin and Robinson, and a dead-dog party by a lake, with a sauna and all the smoked fish, squeaky cheese, and cloudberry jam you could eat?

That it was awesom...