Even if many of my relatives live there – all I know of Scandinavia is based on the tales and myths of my childhood. So when I took off to Stockholm and Helsinki, I had pictures of Pippi Longstocking, Moomins and fierce Vikings in my mind. Going on a plane never sounded good to me – not just because I’m a Railbooker. Getting up at 5 am did not make it better. Almost missing the flight because all transfers to the airport were cancelled didn’t either. Anyhow, after a ride with what must have been London’s best cab driver, I made the plane just in time.
I flew to Helsinki-Vantaa on a British Airways flight from London Heathrow. It took me 3 hours to get from rainy London to cold and snowy Finland. I had a lovely and traditional Finnish Christmas in Lahti with my family and friends. Lahti is my hometown as well as the home of Finland’s greatest footballer of all time, Jari Litmanen.