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Winter in Finland

After a last tantrum of unusual warm days for the season, this long autumn, child of burnt hydrocarbons, has finally given way to winter. Bright white days. Twenty five below. Even before coming into contact with the air, my breath freezes inside my nostrils, causing an unpleasant feeling of dried up boogers. Eventually, a chance … Continue reading »

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Konttori

Konttori was the most celebrated nightclub in town,‭ ‬though certainly not the best, on top of overly priced:‭ ‬its long admission queue led the customers, past the bully bouncers, to a local ‬densely permeated by cigarette smoke,‭ ‬puddled with beer and carpeted in glass debris,‭ ‬with a narrow and stifling dance floor and the worst-tempered … Continue reading »

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Porvoo, outstanding medieval town in Finland

In the most hidden of Porvoo‘s medieval quarter, at the heart of its ancient cobbled streets, there is a short alley on the bedrock with a few natural steps that the locals call Pirunportaat, The Stairs of the Devil, because a legend goes that he himself carved them. To one side of this scarcely frequented … Continue reading »

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Sysmä; tribulations and discoveries of a lonely biker

Sunny morning this August last day’s, that brings me a great view from the room’s balcony. Pity I’ve woken up too late and, as usual, laziness has prevented me to profit from the hotel’s breakfast. But anyway, I’m not used to eat anything right after waking up. I wouldn’t mind to spend one more day … Continue reading »

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End of the summer in Finland: Vaasa, Pietarsaari and the kesämökki

It was about midnight when, after saying farewell to the other bikers I met on the ferry, I landed in Vaasa, whose streets were–at that late hours–mostly deserted. Still it took me quite a while to find the accommodation I had booked, because it had no sign whatsoever, was in a badly lit neighbourhood with … Continue reading »

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Sevettijärvi, where the wind turns round

…But there has been more to Inari than just indulging myself in yearnings and self-pity. In fact, it has turned out one of the liveliest days in my journey, so far. I think, for instance, of the Spanish couple who work for free in Villa Lanca. Who was to say? Seven thousand kilometres from Spain, … Continue reading »

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Inari, tale of a trip and a return (message in a bottle)

Definitely everyone wakes up earlier than me! I get out of bed and see that many campers are already gone, those still here being finishing preparatinons for departure. None of the tents I saw yesterday on the lawn is left, and most of the huts are empty. Only the laziest remain… or those who’re not … Continue reading »

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Sodankylä, gate to the Great North

  Whichever the route a traveler takes for getting into the heart of Lapland, most likely he’ll go by Sodankylä, where all the roads meet. Same those who go to the popular Nordkapp, or those aiming the unforgettable Inari, or the ones driving towards lovely Vadso or heading to hostile Murmansk, and also he who … Continue reading »

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