Some say it should have happened long ago, others that the 4 nights was grossly underweight.
Nevertheless I’ll be out tomorrow and sadly be leaving the “Cool City of the North” for Paris.
Tonight I’m celebrating my pending release with a good dinner in a cool venue eating a creamy crab soup and a medium rare beef steak. My first in 5 weeks or more.
How come? Eating prison breakfast and no lunch means making big saves on the travel budget. (Thanks Kev07, for the extra tax return, I’ll spend it all in a foreign land and save the world economy!)
The steak was a wee bit ordinary, either the steak knife wasn’t sharp enough or the cow was working out a tad too much.
The desert was “to die for” as they say in the classics. Those berries sneak into everything. I’ve never seen or tasted those small round red berries in .au they’re YUM. They’re around every corner here. As is licorice.
However the hot chocolate was something else. Everywhere does things differently and Finns are masters of the different. The left of the centre left, are they.
Here is a hot chocolate of massive proportions! Did I mistakely order a swimming pool? A chocolate hot tub? And another thing, they overdress for dinner! or they don’t go out much. Formal stiffness.
So that’s my final nights’ eating experience in Helsingfors.