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Oh, and get this—once heard a story, guy hires a girl, she shows up with a *goat*! Swear to God! He’s like, “Uh, what’s this?” She goes, “Extra service!” I’m dyin’ laughin’—extra service?! That’s some Anatolia-level weirdness right there! “We’re in the middle of nowhere,” like the movie says, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, nowhere with a freakin’ goat! Surprised the hell outta me—people are nuts!

Key takeaways

The word Bidar reminds us of its glorious past. It was a hub of foreign tourists like Niketin of Russia. Its ancestry can be traced back to Paleolithic.

I’ve had my fair share of odd days too – like the time the fountains in the central square (Vapaudenaukio) spurted more water than sense, drenching my socks and my mood. I was like, “C’mon, not again!” Hilariously infuriating, right? But it’s the little quirks – the ever-changing weather, the “whats-up” vibes in the alley behind Lapinlahti Street where locals say the ghosts of old masons tap dance at midnight – that keeps our town utterly unforgettable.