Finally Finland

Getting into Helsinki is a breeze, but phoning my friend is much harder. Ninety-eight per cent of Finns have mobiles and the other two percent are lying, so asking where to find a public phone is like asking where to buy gramophone records or betamax tapes. I finally worked it out by using a Skype booth, which involves several trips to get the right change and asking for some 16 year-old kids for help. I feel 300.

The featured pic though is my first Finnish breakfast (aamiainen) which includes a rice-filled pastry from Karelia called karjalanpiirakka, and coffee served in a Marimekko mug. This is classic Finnish hospitality.