We made it to Helsinki, and got as close to the city as I wanted to be. I’m not anti-cities, but I don’t need to be in them for very long, either.
Leaving Finland was bittersweet, of course. And while the photos don’t do it justice, and can only ever provide a snapshot of our trip (especially as I didn’t add much in the way of description) you can be sure it continues to provide fantastic memories of a fantastic country.
And then it’s back to business – typing up the “Ramshackle Magic” poem I was playing with…
And catching the makings of a beard in the mirror! Yeah, I’m hopeless!
Petra rolls her eyes at this point. And, if you want to know what she’s getting up to, I can tell you we’re on Day 20 of A Dog called Blitzen on Patreon!