Made it back from Helsinki late last night, but too dazed today to be of much use to y’all. That’s largely because I did the noble thing on the flight back home: I yielded my aisle seat to a young Dutch woman who was keen to be next to her boyfriend. My reward was a middle seat smushed between two fidgety types who made sleep impossible. Throw in jet lag and the ravages of a Nordic alcohol bonanza, and you can hopefully understand why I’ll spend most of today barely holding onto reality. Back tomorrow with something worth your while.