My journey to Helsinki
Jul. 6th, 2019 16:51![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indrajaСпасибо тем, кто меня и давно, и недавно навели на мысли, научили, помогли – и в итоге получилось содержательное, в нужной мере удобное да приятное путешествие! В особенности Айреньерэ и Хильд за фотографии и рассказы о замечательном в тех краях. За названия мест. Как говорилось на литовском куда ранее изобретения поисковиков, «знаешь слово – знаешь дорогу».
Having thanked the six persons who helped me in their mother tongue, now I switch to language which is equally difficult for me to use, however much more useful for me to master. There was a city in the fresh air of the sea. There were islands of stone, each so different: a forest, a fortress-town, a museum-village, or just a park for everyone to walk and run by their home in the evening. There were trails in the forests growing upon the rocks. I caught only a glimpse of the history, by passing the monuments, by visiting an open-air museum of village culture. Yet this helped me to have some insights into the mentality of the people of Finland. (All the practical things I dealt with did this as well). There were many chances to meet the nature. I experienced it as so variable, from soaking pouring rain on the island shore in the sea-wind, to heavenly calm forest with no buzzing cloud of flies around my head, something totally unlikely in Lithuanian forest in summer. These were very rich three-and-a-half days of immersion into a new environment. Sometimes it felt that I manage to get to more places and to walk larger chunks of the road than I can truly contemplate and embrace with my feelings. However, one can do this even after the journey is over. Moreover, I managed to stop and have truly solitary ‘being present at the place in the moment’ minutes even in places with lots of visitors: one simply needs to leave the path and walk a few steps where no one is going.
There are the names.
The nice modern corner where I was staying: Kalasatama with cosy forested island Mustikkamaa over a bridge. The islands reached by ferry from the center: the ‘wild nature’ hiding some old explosives in Vallisaari (+ Kuninkaansaari) and the sea-fortress of Sveaborg / Suomenlinna (in fact several islands, I loved the most southern piece but did not go into the fortress museum). The open-air museum in Seurasaari and the shores (reachable by a bridge; a tram or a bus needed to get here from the center). The center itself, with all the landmark churches, also meditative Kamppi Chapel and Temppeliaukio Church (and the Hotel Torni bar panorama). A bit of Nuuksio National Park (went to Espoo, took the bus to Haukkalammentie, walked to Haukkalampi and then through the larger part of well-marked trails of Korpinkierros and Haukankierros, and typed this from memory).
...Now I’m having a whimsical fantasy of going to Espoo and using it as if it were Ignalina, to have daily walks in the national park without carrying a tent, simply by taking a bus :) Anyway, this is only a second year when I have my very own foreign journey, and I already feel I am in a habit of having a yearly journey to far-away places. Sure, there should be other ones coming!
(Sorry these are just impressions; my will of cataloguing each of them has already been used up while typing the things above).
Ought to be continued, as there were islands and forests as well.
Having thanked the six persons who helped me in their mother tongue, now I switch to language which is equally difficult for me to use, however much more useful for me to master. There was a city in the fresh air of the sea. There were islands of stone, each so different: a forest, a fortress-town, a museum-village, or just a park for everyone to walk and run by their home in the evening. There were trails in the forests growing upon the rocks. I caught only a glimpse of the history, by passing the monuments, by visiting an open-air museum of village culture. Yet this helped me to have some insights into the mentality of the people of Finland. (All the practical things I dealt with did this as well). There were many chances to meet the nature. I experienced it as so variable, from soaking pouring rain on the island shore in the sea-wind, to heavenly calm forest with no buzzing cloud of flies around my head, something totally unlikely in Lithuanian forest in summer. These were very rich three-and-a-half days of immersion into a new environment. Sometimes it felt that I manage to get to more places and to walk larger chunks of the road than I can truly contemplate and embrace with my feelings. However, one can do this even after the journey is over. Moreover, I managed to stop and have truly solitary ‘being present at the place in the moment’ minutes even in places with lots of visitors: one simply needs to leave the path and walk a few steps where no one is going.
There are the names.
The nice modern corner where I was staying: Kalasatama with cosy forested island Mustikkamaa over a bridge. The islands reached by ferry from the center: the ‘wild nature’ hiding some old explosives in Vallisaari (+ Kuninkaansaari) and the sea-fortress of Sveaborg / Suomenlinna (in fact several islands, I loved the most southern piece but did not go into the fortress museum). The open-air museum in Seurasaari and the shores (reachable by a bridge; a tram or a bus needed to get here from the center). The center itself, with all the landmark churches, also meditative Kamppi Chapel and Temppeliaukio Church (and the Hotel Torni bar panorama). A bit of Nuuksio National Park (went to Espoo, took the bus to Haukkalammentie, walked to Haukkalampi and then through the larger part of well-marked trails of Korpinkierros and Haukankierros, and typed this from memory).
...Now I’m having a whimsical fantasy of going to Espoo and using it as if it were Ignalina, to have daily walks in the national park without carrying a tent, simply by taking a bus :) Anyway, this is only a second year when I have my very own foreign journey, and I already feel I am in a habit of having a yearly journey to far-away places. Sure, there should be other ones coming!
(Sorry these are just impressions; my will of cataloguing each of them has already been used up while typing the things above).
Ought to be continued, as there were islands and forests as well.