Wednesday, 4 August 2010

The Scandinavian Expedition 2010 - Diary Day 33-35

My trip was far from over when I wrote the last entry in my diary, but I didn't feel like writing anymore (I guess the holiday changed from real adventure to a more traditional-style trip as I approached the more populated South). This entry is therefore a brief retrospective look at that last bit of my Scandinavian Expedition.

Last time I wrote about Kuopio and how much I liked it. I wanted to stay longer, but being alone, there wasn't much else to do (that's the drawback of travelling alone - it's harder to enjoy social life and cities aren't as much fun). I therefore left the beautiful town and headed to the next one - Mikkeli. I got a ride from a Russian woman who was going to Poorvo (near Helsinki) with her daughter. It was funny how they couldn't grasp the concept of me being alone, in the middle of Finland, travelling from place to place, sleeping under the sky and enjoying it. Turning down their offer to come to Poorvo with them was a bit of a mental struggle: the prospect of the daughter's company was quite appealing (her intellect's company was much less appealing, but sometimes that just isn't relevant), however, I just couldn't skip half the country ahead of schedule, so I stuck with getting off at Mikkeli and pitching my tent under a breathtaking sunset.

Sunday, 1 August 2010

The Scandinavian Expedition 2010 - Diary Day 32

August 1st, half of my holiday is over. So far I've had a marvellous time and despite some difficulties every now and then, it's been a hell of a trip! Now the beautiful town of Kuopio.

Eventful holiday and longest July ever
One thing is worth mentioning - this was by far the longest July of my life. Of course, it had 31 days as always, but for me it was so eventful, I've done so many different things, visited so many different places and met so many different people that under normal circumstances it would take me a year to do the same. In one month I visited three countries, travelled a bazillion kilometres in each one of them, and although I moved at my own pace, without rushing or feeling under pressure in any way, I have never stayed in one place for more than two days. As a result of so much travel squeezed in such a short time, it really feels so long.