The weather was feral today. Severe weather warnings greeted us, high winds and lots of rain. It was like we were in Melbourne again (especially since the sun came out later). Although the canals, bikes, smell of weed, and all the 17th century buildings reminded us we were still in Amsterdam. Oh and the included "continental breakfast", hardboiled eggs still in their shell with bread and some unnamed cold meat. Needless to say, we went back to the cafe for a comp...

By the time we had left Hans Brinker it was already after midday. We grabbed a complete English breakfast at this place 2 days in a row. We headed into town where we observed the tram and bike network, which to anyone who has been here is amazing, to say the least. 60% of locals own a bike and ride it daily. That will never happen in Melbourne, as the road design combined with the flat land make it ideal and easy to do for everyone. We wandered the streets like...

As I left Helsinki, the shuffle of seats on the plane began, from my beloved window seat I moved two rows forward to allow a lady to sit with his husband. Nice guys finish last, now I had a seat between a big overweight (I'm not judging) man and some noisy young morrocan (I'm guessing) child. Then came the Finnish girl: "would you mind please moving seats with my friend?" "Sure" I replied, the air hostess laughed and I said "put me in an overhead locker if u need...

And so we arrive in Sinko Sinko Sinko (or Helsinki for the normal people of the world)....well more accurately Amy arrived first, then I arrived afterwards. Although in an amazing feat of planning, I walked straight past her at the gate, got my bags and didn't realise she was waiting. To make matters worse, she could no longer get access to her baggage pick up as she had made it to my gate. So maybe after 20 mins or so we were reunited, more importantly she was r...

Now sitting on a plane from Amsterdam to Helsinki and being distracted by the amount of leg room these KLM planes have, I'm worried I paid for a first class plane. Anyway, up we got in the morning to head to victoria coach station for the second day in a row. Amy failed her challenge of navigating the tube stations for us. In the absence of coffee, her brain does not send any signals anywhere in her body, maybe a case study to be had there! I am also hungover ri...