Anne’s Birthday in Tallinn and Helsinki

The sun rises on another birthday for Anne, blue sky and sunshine as ordered. As often happens, we are on the road again which precludes me from buying and bringing presents. No room in the motorcycle saddle bags, oh I forgot we have suitcases. Well there is always next year. This will be a first for Anne as her birthday will be spent in two countries, Estonia first, then Finland.  Does that count as a present?Anne wanted to see the oldest Pharmacy in Tallinn in Town Hall Square, so a short tram ride to town sees us at the doors at opening time.  First recorded mention is in 1422 making it the oldest in Europe, operating continuously at the same location for over 600 years!  The pharmacy is now both a working pharmacy and museum although I suspect most customers are here for the history. The Burchart family ran the business at one time for 10 generations. Very impressive and the reason the owners’ children never attend a career day at school.

Museum in the oldest operating pharmacy in Europe.

Another smooth ride across the Baltic Sea and we are back in Helsinki and off to the Hilton Helsinki Kalastajaatorppa hotel for something little different, called the IGLUX Experience.  In addition to the normal hotel room, we get a waterfront igloo.  Well, not quite made of blocks of ice,  our igloo shaped room with glass ceiling is made of something a little stronger, and hopefully warmer.

Our “igloo” on the far right overlooking Laajalahti Bay

Entering the IGLUX reminds me of the Apollo space capsules, the door is at an angle and opens more like a hatch. Note to Elon Musk as he prepares the next Starship launch that the 2slowspeeds are still up for a little off world travel when we can no longer ride. Please keep us in mind Elon.  We settle into our own little igloo world looking out over a bay off the Baltic Sea.

Our evening is spent drinking champagne to celebrate Anne’s birthday and watch the slowly setting sun through the roof of the igloo. All nice and cosy as the temperature drops outside.  I think we are the only occupants in the six igloos so we have the place to ourselves. Birds come and go, oblivious to our presence thanks to the one way glass.  One way as long as you leave the lights off! 

Anne enjoying a birthday champagne in our “igloo”, Helsinki
Relaxing in our “igloo” and watching the sun set
Birthday sunset from our “igloo” over Laajalahti Bay

Our last day in Helsinki sees the morning taken up with an oceanside walk around Laajalahti bay, a stop for coffee and cake in an old house, then we get the latest hotel checkout ever: 8pm. Perfect timing for the departure of our flight to Singapore and then home. A chance to visit the centre of Helsinki and visit the impressive Central Station which is a convenient tram ride from our hotel at the end of the 4 tram line at Saunalahdentie.

This is as heavy as it looks. Finnish exercise machines.
Gorgeous forest walk along the bay’s edge

Helsinki Central Station building was inaugurated in 1919 but its tracks date back to the 1860s when emperor Alexander II of Russia proposed an improvement program for Finland, connecting the inland country with the marine harbours.  Part of the cavernous entrance has been converted into restaurant and we take an early dinner

Helsinki station Lantern Bearer statues by Emil Wikström
Cafe inside the Helsinki train station served great food

A pleasant tram ride back to the hotel, relax until our 8pm checkout and while still light, make our way to the Airport.  There are only a couple of international departures around midnight and pretty much everything is closed.  With the quiet, we fortuitously walk through a 77 metre long multimedia installation showing the best of Finnish scenery which we might have missed if the place had been busy.  A haven of peace in what is normally a hectic space. 

Sights and sounds in Helsinki Airport.
What a great idea inside Helsinki Airport

After an emotional couple of weeks in Europe, we have enjoyed the relaxation for a few days here in Helsinki and Tallinn. Both are worth a visit and only a couple of hours apart by high quality ferries. Now let’s get Anne back to work in Cairns.

– Anthony

Exploring Tallinn

The weather is perfect, blue skies, calm seas. We are on the ferry from Helsinki to Tallinn. A short two hour crossing will see us in Estonia, the first time we have visited that country. We came close to Estonia in 2014 when we rode through Latvia en route to Russia. The route out of the harbour takes us past many low rocky outposts. Not somewhere to run aground – much less forgiving than the sands of Morton Bay where we live.

With both Finland and Estonia being in the EU, no border controls mean that you just walk off the ship, via a very long walkway and straight to the taxi line. Most people on the ferry have little or no luggage – we must really look like those tourists dragging the kitchen sink around with them. “Do not travel like them” they tell their children.

As we drive to our hotel, Anne says some of the architecture reminds her of St Petersburg, which I guess with the long history of Russian influence is not surprising. Russia had control of Estonia from the early 1700’s till the Russian revolution of 1917. Independence only lasted until 1939 following the signing of the German-Soviet Non-aggression Pact. Estonia has been independent again from the Soviet Union since 1991 and an EU member since 2004 which is celebrated by posters we see in the city. I also notice leaves on the trees in the park opposite the hotel which were not as evident in Helsinki. Seems just a short ferry ride can see a marked change in the advancement of Spring.

Spring is in the air, Tallinn

After a nice gluten free meal with wine specially organised in the Executive lounge at our Hilton hotel, we wait for the sunset over the view towards the old city, but no, it’s only 7pm with two hours and a half hours to sunset! A walk to the old city walls and our first exploration of the city beckons, so off we go. I do enjoy the long summer evenings, not something Queensland can offer.

Anthony’s executive lounge special meal

Our hotel is hosting a global Wikipedia Technical Conference. I have been wondering how far database indexing has come since I worked in the industry some 30 years ago. You can type just about anything into a search engine and it can be found. I did not ask, oh well probably just use the internet to get the answer or ask AI. A few fun facts: in 2012, Tallinn had the highest number of startup companies per person among all capitals and larger cities in Europe. Tallinn is the birthplace of many international high-technology companies, including Skype and Wise. The city is home to the headquarters of the European Union’s IT agency, and to the NATO Cyber Defence Centre of Excellence. world, and in 2022, Tallinn was listed among the top-10 “medium-sized European cities of the future”.

The weather is perfect, clear blue skies, crisp temperature but not as cold as it was last week when they got snow.

Lots of modern buildings outside Tallinn’s old town. Not sure about walking underneath!

As we walk towards the city centre, we soon notice a lot of Russian spoken by older people. According to the latest census, 27% of Estonians speak Russian – a legacy of history and multiple Soviet occupations – but this will change as Estonia started moving towards a unified Estonian language education system in December 2022, with a full transition finalised by 2033. While in a shop, we ask if the shopkeeper speaks English?, “русский” “russkiy” is the firm answer. There must have been a huge upheaval for older Russian speakers with the demise of the Soviet Union in 1991.

The origins of Tallinn date back to the 13th century, when a castle was built there by the crusading knights of the Teutonic Order. It developed as a major centre of the Hanseatic League, and its wealth is demonstrated by the opulence of the public buildings (the churches in particular) and the domestic architecture of the merchants’ houses, which have survived to a remarkable degree despite the ravages of fire and war in the intervening centuries. We even discover that the city has a Dominican connection as we spy a sign indicating that the building was once a Dominican Convent.

Dominican Monastery established 1246, Tallinn

Tallinn Old Town is one of the best-preserved medieval cities in Europe and was listed as a Unesco World Heritage site in 1997.

Katariina Kaik – one of Tallinn’s oldest passages

We enter Tallinn Old Town through the impressive Viru Gate which was part of the Tallinn city wall built in the 14th century. This blog is so late, I will let the photos do the talking now:

Inside the Viru Gate, Tallinn
Must get a selfie in Tallinn

The Tallinn bus and tram pass has an interesting feature, a day pass runs from time of first use for 24 hours. Yesterday we acquired a tram/bus pass which allows us unlimited travel for 24 hours from the time of first use. As we start at 11am we can use it tomorrow before our ferry departure. What a good idea for tourists. We head to the Soviet Statue Graveyard by the Maarjamäe palace, behind the Estonian History Museum. All the Soviet heroes are there, minus their original pedestal, Lenin, Stalin – some are just decapitated bronze heads, some still have bodies. Each statue has a plaque with the history of the person, the statue and its removal. So much history, so much turmoil . We note that multiple statues have the year of passing as 1937. Stalin’s “Great Purge” or “Большой террор” “Bolshoy terror” the most likely cause of death for 700,000 to 1.2 million people estimated to have been executed between September 1936 and August 1938.

Monument of 1 Dec 1924 communist coup and unveiled in 1975 to commemorate 35 years of Soviet Estonia
Lenin, the face that stared down over Estonia for decades.
Maarjamäe Memorial Complex, Tallinn – commemorates the Bolshevik victims of the 1918 Russian Civil War.
The eternal flame no longer burns at this Bolshevik memorial
Kadriorg Park, Tallinn – construction began in 1718 on the orders of Russian Tsar Peter 1
Kadriorg Park – each tree is dedicated to a loved one

We head back to town and up to the area known as “High Town”. We enter the Russian Orthodox Alexander Nevsky cathedral to discover a hive of activity, no not us tourists, but large number of local women decorating the cathedral with flowers and laying out cakes. It is Sunday after all. We feel wrong to be visiting or taking photos at this time and we withdraw.

Estonia’s main Russian Orthodox cathedral, Aerxander Nevsky Cathedral, Tallinn

By contrast the nearby Cathedral of St Mary, run by the Lutheran Church is much quieter. Built on the location of the first Church in Tallinn, the first stone was laid in 1240. With the organist playing, we can quietly contemplate the interior and history of such a beautiful building.

St Mary’s Cathedral, Tallinn’s oldest church
Wonderful organ music was being played at St Mary’s Cathedral, Tallinn

While the Naval museum was closed for renovation, but one can still admire the scale of the seaplane hanger that houses the museum, we visit historic ships mored nearby. Until the dissolution of Soviet Union, this was part of a naval base.

The old Seaplane hangers now a museum.
Suur Tõll, Estonian Steam powered icebreaker

We then travel to a gluten free cafe in the suburb of Kalamaja just behind the station. Colourful houses line the streets and it seems like it would be a good suburb to live in. Then onto the Linnahall formally known as the V.I.Lenin Palace of Culture and Sports, a multi purpose venue opened in 1980 when Tallinn hosed sailing for the Moscow Olympics. It contained a skating rink and concert hall. Both are now closed and the vast concrete structure is closed and slowly falling into disrepair. Will it every return to its former glory?

Colourful wooden houses in the suburb of Kalamaja.
Clever park bench feature, Tallinn
V I Lenin Palace of Culture and Sports or the ruins of the 1980 Moscow Olympics Yachting Centre – now called Linnahall.

We have really enjoyed our visit to Tallinn and know if we come back this way, there is more for us to explore.

Anne & Anthony

Heading to Helsinki

I feel somewhat of a fraud. While I recline in the Cathay Pacific Lounge at Heathrow Terminal 3 awaiting our flight to Helsinki friends are riding motorcycles across Morocco wobbling over sand dunes, splashing across rivers and removing the rear axles of cars u-turning in front of them. All Ok I hasten to add. The closest I have come to a motorcycle is visiting the mechanics who will service Streak and Storm in January next year. Some adventure motorcycle blog this is! Anyway back to the narrative……

After Anne’s father’s funeral, we spent time visiting with family in both France and the UK. Time flew by swiftly but is was great to catch up again after nine months even if we did not get around everyone and some friends will need to wait until next year or visit us in Australia.

Walking along the banks of the river Stour in Canterbury, I was surprised to see an unusual way of cutting down trees. Had chainsaws become too environmentally unfriendly and the locals reverted to pre Roman adzes for tree felling? No, on closer inspection the teeth marks of beavers were apparent. Yes beavers in Kent. Seems they became established in the last six months or so. While there is great interest in nature’s natural river managers, I am not sure that the centre of Canterbury is the best place for them to setup home.

Beaver teeth at work…..

ANZAC day, the 25th of April, holds a special place for Australians. It is the day we remember the day Australian and New Zealand troops landed at Gallipoli in Türkiye in 1915.

If offers us a time to remember those sacrifices made by others for our way of life today. It is also a time to reflect on the horrors of war and that we should all try to avoid actions that can lead to war…

Anne and I like to attend the dawn service at our local war memorial each year, but if travelling and near a major city with an Australian Embassy, there usually is an alternative. London has such a service. Being in Canterbury made the early morning journey impractical. There was however a later ANZAC Memorial Service service at Westminster Abbey that I was lucky enough to attend with Jeremy my brother in law. My Grandfather, as many others of his generation, fought in WW1 – for the first time I wore his medals in his honour, which I had cleaned and mounted in 2023.

Inside Westminster Abby for ANZAC day service

The temperatures have warmed considerably since we passed through Helsinki airport two and a half weeks ago. Lakes are now ice free and the daytime maximum temperature has soared from a chilly one to two celsius to a balmy 11 or 12 degrees. All those thermals that we thought would be mandatory wear are consigned to the bottom of the suitcase.

Helsinki airport – seating resemble forests and coffee tables made of logs

From Helsinki airport, we take the 600 bus to downtown Helsinki where our hotel is located. Tickets are purchased near the bus stop, not on the bus. After departing the airport, we meander through suburbs full of low rise apartments picking up and dropping off locals. We get our first real glimpse of how people live here. Fully enclosed balconies, fixed ladders and roof walkways, to remove snow we presume for the latter. Spring comes later here and green buds are just evident but no leaves yet.

Finnish houses with side ladders to clear snow?

Our planned “short walk” from the bus stop in town to the hotel is complicated by roadworks and the incompatibility of luggage wheels and cobblestones. The benefit of taxis door to door I suppose but we saved quite a bit of money.

After dinner we head out for a walk at 8 pm. Sunset is not till 9:30pm – what a benefit this is. One which we will never see in Queensland. Cannot have everything.

We decide to focus our evening walk in the District of Vironniemi across the inlet from out hotel, more precisely the sub district of Kruunuhaka. I am glad this is not an audio blog. I have no idea how to pronounce either name. This area contains not only a University, but two cathedrals and a presidential palace. Not bad for one sub-district.

We wander through the suburb, past the University, and as we approach some steps in front of the Helsinki Cathedral, I realise that I have been here before, April 2000 to be precise. A flying visit just to see Helsinki for the first time on one of my RTW flights for business. It was usually cheaper to buy a RTW ticket than just to the USA and back from Australia. I saved the company money, saw family and visited new destinations en route. Amazing how some memories come straight back but where I put things away at home last month still remain a mystery.

Helsinki Cathedral
That’s what you call a scissor lift!
Uspenski Greek Orthodox Cathedral
Ice breakers waiting in the background, Helsinki

We head out the next morning to return to Uspenski Cathedral, which is a Greek or Eastern Orthodox Cathedral and take time to explore the colourful interior. Worth a look if you are here.

Golden interior of Uspenski Greek Orthodox Cathedral

I am intrigued by the building drainage downpipes which all end at the base of the buildings, have groves cut in the pavement/sidewalk to take water to the street and have wires looped out of the bottom. A little research confirms they are heating wires used to thaw ice buildup in winter. They are looped from above and also cover gutters.

Dealing with ice Finnish style
Same street. Image taken in 1930’s

Our mini break will be across the Baltic in Tallinn, the capital of Estonia. This will be our first visit to both country and city. Our destination is a short two hour ferry ride from Helsinki. The terminal is spacious and people queuing leave space between one another, unlike other places we have been. Interesting to note that our ship is both powered by Liquid Natural Gas (LNG) and held to the quay by large electro magnets. Something new every day.

Magnets holding the ferry to the dock.

The duty free shopping area is vast and well stocked with products normally only seen in high end stores or major international airports. Pity our budget will not reach such heights, sorry, Red Label for you all.

At AUD 10,000 a bottle we will give this a miss.
So calm Anne did not realise we sailed!

A calm crossing sees us disembarking in Tallinn mid afternoon. A new adventure awaits.

– Anthony

A fond farewell

My father, Papa, Claude, Papy, Papinou, passed away a month ago at the grand age of 98 and his funeral was 2 weeks ago already:  it was a sad, freezing, grey, rainy yet beautiful day thanks to all the love expressed for my father that day.  Everyone recalling what a remarkable man he was.  He truly was.  I admired him, for he had so many qualities: he was highly intelligent, always patient (except when he wanted the bill in a restaurant 😂), never criticised anyone, never said a bad word about anyone, was always so inquisitive, interested in so many things, right up to his last days.  He was always calm – even when we were naughty as kids and he had to tell us off, he only managed “come on kids, be good” (allez les enfants, soyez sages). His sense of fun, love of good food, love of all things French bien sûr, interest in travel and different cultures, archeology, science and politics made for hours of interesting conversations.

I collated a set of photos for friends and family to watch after the funeral – here is a tiny collection so that you can meet my father who meant so much to me and am grateful I had in my life for so long.


Anthony has been a tower of strength for me as always, as has my dear sister Diane.

Merci pour tout Papa.

Anne

Via LAX

We are climbing out of Los Angles on Finnair flight AY2 bound for Helsinki. As I sit in my business class seat , yes I know, how unlikely to be up the front, I reflect on the last 36 hours and the week that preceeded it.

We planned our trip to Europe to coincide with the break between Anne’s two projects in Cairns. The first that concluded very successfully last Wednesday for Anne. Well done Anne and her team. The second project also Cairns based starts while we are away. Anne will take over leadership on her return. Our plan was to visit Anne’s parents and other family members over three weeks in Europe before returning to Australia. On Thursday 4th of April we got a call that said Anne’s father had passed away in Paris. He had been in hospital for a couple of weeks with an infection but had expected to be discharged shortly. He was 98 years old, still active and enquiring. In February he called Anne to better understand the reasons behind the calls to change the date for Australia Day.

We are now on our way to a funeral. As heartbreaking his passing is, we should recall the wonderful life he led, the memories he gave us over the decades and the laughter we shared when we met. He will be missed but forever in our hearts.

Claude Vazelle. Remember the smile.

As usual, we are packing at the last minute. Anne as always better prepared than I am, but some things never change. We have multiple chargers for all countries but can we find all the attachments for each country, USA, Europe and UK, of course not. Best not to let the two slow speeds travel anywhere. According to Qantas scales my checked luggage is 8 kg. I think the scales at Brisbane were inaccurate as LAX showed us 3 kg heavier. Still not much down in the hold – our carry on is heavier. Do not tell anyone.

I had planned to book Premium Economy tickets to Europe and back in our price range but at the last minute contacted Roundabout Travel in Adelaide. They concentrate on Round the World (RTW) tickets. Finnair had an economy RTW that with an extra payment moved all Finnair flights to Business Class. Pricing was similar to the Premium economy tickets I had been looking at. So Qantas economy BNE-LAX and SIN-BNE the rest up the pointy end! Ended up being half the price of Business Class both ways. Based on our British Airways business class upgrade last year from London to Singapore, this works well for us.

Economy from Brisbane to Los Angles was a challenge, 14 hours, knees almost touching the seat in front, gluten free meals whose contents were hard to distinguish between by the taste of each element made for uneventful if uncomfortable flight. While US immigration was slow, no forms, less meaningless questions and customs declarations made for a smooth transition to land-side. A short ride to our hotel, the Curio-6 at LAX and we are in our room. The Curio-6 is part of the Hilton chain, that we have been using and supporting since before the start of travels in 2014. I have always been impressed by the Hilton staff around the world as we have travelled, they go the extra mile to provide excellent service. We have fine memories of stays in Sharjah, Kuala Lumpur, Paracas Peru, Bogotá, Austin TX, Dumblaine in Scotland and too many others to mention. From General Managers to dining/reception staff thank you all for your excellent service over the past decade. As a Diamond member they extend our checkout till 2pm, bliss.

A quiet, dark room and 14 hours later we are refreshed and ready to take a walk – what, in LA? Just a walk up the road, Highway 1 no less, to the local CVS pharamacy to purchase our 500 tablets of everything that are available over the counter in Australia, but at much higher prices. 1,100 pills and 150 Aussie dollars later we are good go for the next two years and rattle back towards the hotel.

Walking in Los Angles

The plaques above are two of a series of famous aviation personalties on Sepulveda Blvd north of LAX Airport that given the location very few travellers ever see. Why here I wonder?

As we walk back to our hotel, we pass numerous homeless people living in doorways. When I am in the USA I am always reminded of Rich Niemiec, who was VP of the US Oracle User Group when I headed the Asia Pacific Oracle User Group. We met twice a year in San Francisco with the Oracle executive back in the late 1990’s and Rich would never pass a homeless person in San Francisco without making a donation. Something to keep up. Thank you Rich for setting the example.

After a couple of pleasurable hours in the Qantas/BA/Cathay Oneworld lounge in LAX, we meet Java Affogato, a Sheepadoodle dog whose job is to de-stress passengers at LAX. Did you know there was such a thing? What a great idea and we now have a new follower in Mark his handler or was it Java? Our followers are growing in the most unusual places. We still have a couple million to go before we are global influencers, but having said that we appreciate each and every one of you who follows our travels.

Our latest follower.

We board Finnair AY2 for Helsinki. We are now at the pointy end of the plane, oh so much better than the back. Does that make me a snob? A glass of Champagne and a toast to Papa, Anne’s father, and we are off. Dinner is excellent with an interesting wine from Austria and a desert wine from Finland no less.

Much better than an economy seat.
Champagne, ah this is the life
My gluten free meal – just like the flight reviews.

Very pleasant Olinger Iphöpher 2022 with dinner and a AINOA Suven Taika NV desert wine to finish we are set for a good night’s sleep. The Finnish desert wine deserves further investigation.

Yes Business Class is so much better than the seats behind. I am looking forward to making my bed and sleeping all the way to Helsinki.

Gentle light seeps into the cabin to wake us up. Two hours to go a short night but after breakfast we look out on icy looking landscape that sees some lakes with what appears to be a veneer of ice left from winter. Good thing I picked up a warm beanie/sock deal before I left Australia.

Still icy down below
First view of Helsinki

At Immigration in Helsinki as a non EU person I have to join the long queue while Anne, courtesy of her French passport sails through the automated machines. We have a tight connection on 45 minutes, but with a helpful move to the front of the queue thanks to ground staff, past a couple of tricky questions like “where are you staying.” “How long for?” “How are you leaving?” Then I am in the EU racing after Anne, just make the departure time cutoff, and we are told we are waiting for passengers from a connecting domestic flight. Hurry up and wait.

No room at the Terminal.

An uneventful flight to Paris, a taxi ride and we are here. Tomorrow is the funeral and we will say goodbye to Anne’s father Claude. Not how we had imagined this trip would start a couple of weeks ago.

– Anthony