A moment of honesty
I’ve never considered myself adventurous. I’ve been here and there a couple times, and still, the feeling of safetiness that brings to be home, it’s something I’m always looking for.
Maybe that explains why I’m so reluctant to pack a a couple things and go somewhere for a weekend, or to try to get the cheapest flights and go somewhere unknown.
That’s why it took me exactly three months to make my mind and go to the capital of the country I’ll be living at for the next couple of years.
I took the bus at 6:03 in the morning, right in front of the cathedral, and began my journey. The only reason I went so early, it’s because I had a “Diplomatic breakfast” with the Ambassador of Czech Republic, but that’s something I will talk about later on….
I would like to go into details about the trees and the lakes and all the beautiful nature you can see on the way to Helsinki, but since I’m far from being a morning person, I slept all the way long…..
Nice to meet you, Helsinki
When we arrived, I noticed the bus station is -somehow- inside a mall, which made me realize I had no clue of what to do or where to go in Helsinki, and reality -one more time- hit me hard. I was more than 9000 km away from home, and a couple hours away from the people I know.
I took a deep breathe, found the nearest W.C., changed my clothes, put a smile on my face, winked to the mirror and went outside to face the coldest day of the season with the only dress I have in Finland.
I must confess, dear reader, that I wasn’t ready for what I saw. I will sound very sentimental but I will say it anyway: Helsinki is the city of the dream I didn’t know I had. There it is. The sentimental international student, writing a few corny lines about Helsinki.
Even though it was a less-than-a-day trip, I enjoyed every single block I walked. When I couldn’t feel my nose and hands anymore, I went to a really cozy cafe I found in one of the main streets, called “Mori” (mori.helsinki on instagram) and had the most delicious gingerbread latte…..
On the bus back to Turku, I had two thoughts stuck in my head: 1. These people really know how to make cities, and 2. (the one that caught me with the guard down) Helsinki might look like a dream, but Turku starts to feel like home.
I’m glad I’m back.