Day 28 - Helsinki
Trip Start May 20, 2013
49Trip End Jul 05, 2013
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The Sunday forecast was for rain, so we decided an early start for our bike ride round Helsinki was called for
After lunch Alison bought a litre of strawberries, (You read that right. They use a litre measuring jug, and fill it up with fruit) and we continued our meander round the Finnish capital. The furthest we got was the Temppeliaukion kirkko or Rock Church which is carved out of the solid rock. However, this being Sunday, the church was closed.
By now the clouds were building and we decided to expedite our return to the mother ship. We pedalled like fury down the bike lanes and along the empty pavements
In what is becoming par for the course on this holiday, we got back just before the heavens opened. Actually it would have been better if we had made it a couple of minutes earlier, but we missed the main downpour. As consolation for the truncation of the bike ride, Alison issued 500ml of strawberries each. Very nice they were too.
From the warm and dry of the bus, Alison watched the dinghy racing in the bay. She was most impressed at the skill of the crews of the 49ers competing for the Audi trophy. The wind had strengthened and was gusty, so capsizes were common.
Me, I just sat and listened to my phone in iPod mode, and contemplated why, if a country of 5 million people has high quality free health care, an old age pension from age 60, extended maternity and paternity leave, world class free school education with a free school meal everyday, free university education, and proper social security, and that country is called Finland, then that is quite normal
In late afternoon the rain stopped and the sun shone briefly. Alison got on her bike and pedalled off to the super loo. I accompanied her to upload a few photos on the free wifi at a wee coffee kiosk. Tasks completed, we pedalled back along the sea front, just before another squall hit us. It keeps you fit, this dodging showers in Helsinki.
After tea, our last meatballs in the Nordic countries, and possibly the last before IKEA Braehead in due course, I wandered down the slipway near the camper to check if what I had read was true. Yes, by dint of sticking my forefinger in the water and sucking it, I can confirm that the Baltic is salty, but not very. Brackish, I believe the term is. I can see now why it is so fond of freezing in the winter.
Mileage 3427 (unchanged)