A Reminiscence of Helsinki

Each night I would pore over guide books, plotting routes all over the city, hoping to pluck up the courage to make my way in to any one of the eateries that I aspired to get in to. There was no barrier but my own insecurity.

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Lost Proper Tea

It was only a few streets away from the hotel, and they were open about the fact that they spoke English.

That was important, as neither of us had a whole amount of Swedish that we could rely upon.