I loved Helsinki. Seventh year in a row happiest nation? I believe it. Though honestly I don’t believe the Finns are THAT happy. I just think they have a low bar for expectations. And aren’t the type to complain so much?! Obviously I am not like the Finns.

But I thought it was beautiful. Rocky — like Maine? Huge glacier-formed rocks and islands. Sadly I think the Baltics are on the receiving end from those glaciers with their puny little rocks.

Anyway, at Donna’s old college roommate’s recommendation, I booked an airbnb in Ullanlinna.

It was really lovely. The “prettiest street in Helsinki” (Huvilakatu) was there. It’s got art nouveau (aka jugendstil) buildings, which I love and I think were more of the type I prefer (if I am to believe my Riga art nouveau guide).



A 10 minute walk to the center or the beach. There’s actually a LOT of beach in Helsinki. They have an archipelago of over 300 islands.

So coastlines, ferries and parks and beaches are everywhere.
Donna’s friend (David) very kindly offered to meet my ferry from Tallinn and he was waiting with his dog when I got off —sadly almost an hour after my arrival because the port is huge and the boat was crowded. It took a long time to deboard. Thankfully it was an absolutely beautiful day (like 70!! Everyone was outside) so David and his dog, Alma, had a nice wait. It got way colder in later days but was at least still usually sunny.
Annoyingly my airbnb used a management company where one had to go to a central office to get the key (with bags and all) and THEN proceed to the airbnb, wherever it might be. So it was two tram rides (the airbnb was under a mile from the office but I didn’t want to walk with my bag!?). Anyway I felt so guilty about David waiting and going around with me, I bought him dinner. And Alma was with us of course. I don’t think he goes anywhere without her if he can help it!

At least I was in his ‘hood at the end so we did a walk, dinner, and a brief saunter before Alma was ready for home. Though thankfully I felt safe enough to walk around on my own after they took off. It’s was a lovely area, a Saturday night, and people were out enjoying the weather.
I did manage to have reindeer my first night in (plus fish and of all things, pizza — we split a bunch). One off the list. Then it was mostly salmon after. Yum. And a few pastries. But honestly my cinnamon pastry was not too different from anything I’ve had in the US so I was more focused on the fish. And the coffee was good too.


As usual I did my trip to the TI and had a very civilized coffee and pastry at another famous (Engel) cafe. Then did my “free” tour with a (self-admitted) odd Finnish dude. His dad is an MD and mom an architect and he’s the disappointment so lived in Malta and Cyprus? We do get some interesting tour guides.







Since this is mostly pictures I’m going to just keep writing. The rest of the day I took a long walk around, had the salmon soup and tried to find the other art nouveau area. I didn’t take many photos.


The next day I went to Suomenlinna, an island with a fortress built by the Swedes but later ceded to the Russians and now back under the Finns. It’s strategically located in the sea so they all wanted it as a look out. Interestingly, about 800 “regular” people now live there and the fortress has been de-activated (?) but there are several museums across the island. I met a very nice English mother-daughter pair on my walk on the island and they kindly let me tag along with them. (Hello Alisa and Becca if you’re reading this!) I also met a Japanese couple and a man from Singapore (originally from MS) on the short 15-min ferry ride over to the island — the only reason I mention this is because of all things, when I was leaving my MUCH longer 20-hour ferry ride from Helsinki to Stockholm, I met those three again!!? Crazy coincidences.
Anyway, photos of Suomenlinna.












We also went into a cool little artist’s shop— an old Finnish economist who switched to wood working, light installations, and his latest, “nailism” — art on painted boards using old/new and different sized (metal not human!) nails. He told me some of his wooden letter openers had been shipped to MOMA to sell in the gift shop when they had a Finnish exhibition.
In any case, after returning from the island, I wanted to go to a rooftop to relax with a cocktail and get good views of the city. At one time it was the highest point in Helsinki (or close!?). My British friends hadn’t eaten so they went on their way and I went mine …

I had a “Torni” mule since no one wants to have anything to do with Russia (after the Ukraine invasion, they stopped the previously frequent trains to/from St Petersburg). And since it had gotten cold and windy, did not sit outside on the two patios at the very top in that picture although they provide blankets … but sipped my drink and updated the Baltics blog. And just as I was leaving, I heard voices and looked up to see — Alisa and Becca! Small world, truly! They stopped in for a quick sit on the patio with a last drink before flying back to England. Of course I sat with them briefly before they had to dash for their train to the airport and I had to dash for mine to the museum (it was closing soon). Hopefully they made it fine!! But here are photos from the rooftop.




I’m so close to being done I’ll just finish with my sauna … my last day, the boat wasn’t leaving until 5 pm and I had the day to wander. I did a bunch of panorama tram rides, saw a new church and heard a small protest to divest from Israel at the University of Helsinki.



And showed up to an award-winning sauna (and restaurant) when they opened at 1. Sweat like crazy and yes, I dipped into the VERY cold Baltic Sea as a break from the heat. (Didn’t jump in but went down a ladder to hip level. Brrrrr.)


I met a nice German girl also sauna-ing alone and kept running into a Swedish couple in various saunas where the husband took it upon himself to throw water on the hot coals — sometimes making it almost unbearably hot. Like I couldn’t breathe and my eyeballs hurt. That may have been the time I went into the sea after! But no beating with birch branches! I was told they typically don’t do it in the public saunas but usually do in their private ones (as I said earlier, the Finns have a lot of saunas per capita!).
I think that’s it!! I’ll talk about the ferry rides later!!
Oh and side comment — when I put captions under the photos in my editor, it’s in a different font and centered under the photo so it’s easy to differentiate from the paragraph text. But I noticed on the actual published site they’re sorta the same!? Sorry! I didn’t realize and don’t know if I can figure out how to fix?!