|The only picture I've taken in Kuhmo.|
I didn't actually stay in Kuhmo, but in Kalevala, a nearby Karelian-like tourist resort. It made little difference, though. The morning after my arrival I felt so tired, slow and useless as if I had a cloth replacing the brain and my muscles were made of old, dry and stiff leather. I couldn't do anything, except for zombifyingly wandering around.