Ick, uck! Sleepless (almost) night on the train arriving hungry and thirsty at 0605. Unfortunately, bus station doesn’t open until 0700. A kind Finn directed me to a very small kiosk, but they could only sell me a fizzy drink and a Mars bar which made my teeth hurt. I took refuge in the railway station waiting room and was the first customer at the bus station. A grumpy lady sold me a Jurmu ticket together with a tea and