Hei Hei Helsinki
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Capital collection
13:10, up in the air above Norway. I leaf through the on-board magazine and learn how to properly eat lobster and where to find the trendiest bars and restaurants in Shanghai. I'll file that under 'might come in handy someday'. Romy taps on my arm from across the aisle, pointing to a page in her magazine: An interview with Marie Ulven Ringheim aka Girl in Red — her phone in the other hand shows the open Spotify app: Girl in Red — watch you sleep. Neat.
The connecting flight in Oslo takes off at 13:35, so that might be kinda tight. About ten minutes later a crew member stops by and explains that we are booked through to Helsinki via Stockholm about an hour later. Cool. All three capital cities in a single day.
On the second flight to Stockholm I am seated next to a suited-up man who sneaks a pre-takeoff selfie snap and later orders a coffee with mjölk — Nordic languages are amazing.
After another 45 minute flight into the setting sun, during which I barely manage to listen to one podcast episode, we finally land in Helsinki. By the time we get to our apartment around nine most restaurants have already closed for the night and we end up seated in front of a panorama of the Himalayas with yak shepherds at the Yeti Nepal after a stroll through the cold. There's hardly anyone here besides us, but they serve really tasty Nepalese food nonetheless.
After dinner we start into a short gender-debate around the question of who should invite whom on the first date and way. Romy and I put up a bit of a fight against the stereotypes of the older generation and then let our father pay for the food.
Meet Helsinki
Behind the counter full of bagels at the Brooklyn Café are two young women, one of them with blue hair, the other with a Vaporwave-Glitch shirt and a Chinese tattoo on her neck (二, whatever that's supposed to mean). A couple of girls sit around a table across the room.
Romy: "Haha, dad's the only man in here". Alright, so there's that.
Behind the Amos Rex Museum with its alien-organic shapes — too bad it's closed right now — we find an oval wooden building with a chapel of silence inside. Photography is not permitted inside, but the room is really beautiful: Tall, round, completely covered in wood and flooded by daylight from above, with Nordic-puristic furniture all around.
The next point of interest on our tour, the Rock Church, lives up to its name: There's rock, there's church.
A bit further at the coast we find shelter from the freezing rain and the first snow in a tiny cafe that is so full of old photographs and antique lamps that the guests have to squeeze in quite a bit. We have some tea and warm Korvapuusti as we watch more and more snowflakes mixing in with the rain outside. Quite cozy here.
Before we have to leave Helsinki again around noon the next day, we take a bus to the outskirts of town in the morning and cross a long white wooden bridge onto an island where old buildings from all over Finland have been rebuilt and combined to an open air museum.
Classical Scandinavian architecture really has something to it — with its small red church, farmhouses and the smooth rock floor that has been eroded by glaciers over the centuries, the island would make a great backdrop for all sorts of movies.
Finland Review
I know, I know, it's a bit early for a review, but I'll try anyway:
Helsinki is pretty small, but feels large for its size. The city is not a tourist metropolis with dozens of highlights, but it doesn't have to be: Helsinki is young, artsy, often trendy and always chill. The people here have a relaxed air about them — they tend to keep to themselves, but are extraordinarily friendly.
All over the city you'll find beautiful little spots and 20 minutes by bus will take you out to densely forested ocean islands.
So, yeah, I love it: Puristic design everywhere, a super aesthetic orange metro and a language in which you can use Hei (speak: Hey) or Hei Hei both as a greeting and a goodbye — what's not to love?