Riding in the land of the midnight sun
Trip Start Jun 28, 2012
14Trip End Aug 05, 2012
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I head in to town to the Library and use the free internet, and that is the whole reason you now have the blog you see before you! I still have horseriding to organise and I am looking forward to moving again on Monday morning to the local youth hostel where I will sleep in an actual bed! Ohh and rumour on the street is that they have a laundry, I have never been so excited to do my laundry in my life!
I explore Turku a bit more and then have some dinner before heading back to the School, heading off to bed around 11pm before the heaving mass arrives back, drunk and muddy around 2am, seeing the state of them glad I didn't go in the end.
Thankful I am only travelling with my small overnight bag I decide to walk to the Youth hostel which is diagonally opposite part of town from where I am staying, it takes me about an hour and twenty minutes but I get to see some of the river. I didn't have a shower, not wanting to pack a wet head towel and do the communal thing again. But at the Youth Hostel I find.... COMMUAL SHOWERS!!!! These at least are individually partitioned off with shower screens so not that bad and there is no one in there. I shower and put on a dress I bought the day before, not really lounging around a youth hostel attire but everything that needs washing is getting washed, and that includies the undies, luckily I have the laundry to myself.
Sleep is brilliant like laying on a cloud but sharing it with 6 others who pack everything in plastic bags, ahhhh Youth Hostels!!
In the morning I have breakfast which I paid for and make a sandwhich for later in the day
Okay it may have taken a bit of convincing to get the guy at the tourist office to call around ohhh about half a dozen horseriding places for me, I noted I had not seen a payphone for the life of me and couldn't call the number he had given me on Thursday. He said Finland didn't have payphones... what do the homeless do??? So he spent 20 or so minutes calling around Horseriding places to see if he could book me in somewhere...
And success I am booked in for a Midnight Sun horseride. Its a bus trip away and I have to be there by 6pm and the bus only goes part of the way, then apparently a 5 mile walk both ways (taking almost 2 hours according to Pete if you walk average 3miles and hour briskly). This enforced exercise surely is toning the legs. So I will leave around 4pm and fingers cross Im riding by sunset... if the sun sets that is!
I left almost 2 hours to get to the venue and arrive an hour and 10 minutes early and sit and wait. I am busting to go to the toilet and what looks like a toiliet is a shed that is nailed shut, the forest is looking rather inviting
Seems that things again got lost in translation, my lovely Scandanavian Midnight Sun Horseride is a lesson with another 30 year old and six 8 year olds in a ring :( It is an hour and a half of riding trot, walking, manouvering, walking backwards, stopping between witches hats, and lots more rising trotts. My thighs ache and my soul feels un-nourished, where is the cantering and the forest. I get told off for racing an 8 year old across the arena, aching to kick my horse into a canter. Irma here name is, and she seems to be rather blase about everything, just like my lesson. The last 15 minutes we spend trotting through the forest back to the stables, the girls go wild with excitement, the other 30 year old panics thinking she is not ready and I have a messed up right foot from Jokey Stirruping too short (I always seem to think one leg is shorter than the other when doing my stirrups). Dismounting is rather painful and the walk back which took about 45 minutes there takes about an hour an 15 minutes to get back John Wayne Stylee...
I lament that not every thing can be absolutely fantastic on this trip and chaulk this up to an experience and I have a new skill I know how to make a horse reverse!
Wish you were here...