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Dear Abby…

March 26, 2015

Dear Abby,

I am a concerned doggy parent who have always believed and put emphasis on training, education, good manners and behavior.  I have provided a strict Catholic training to my doggy kids because I always wanted to be a good shepherd who gives correct directions to her doggies. Photo Mar 25, 4 44 19 PM

However, currently I am facing a crisis. It appears that all my hard work (and those damn expensive cookies) went down the drain. I’ve been traveling with one of my girlies. When we woke up yesterday in the morning, I asked her that what she wanted to do.  I was mortified when she answered in front of our host,  “mom, I think I want to have sex with Daco…” About half an hour later the boy came over (the second time this week…) I feel paralized, I have anxiety attacks, I do not know what to do.Photo Mar 25, 4 44 17 PM

Dear Abby please advise!

A concerned doggie mom…

WARNING! The video below contains sexually explicit material that might be disturbing to some people. viewer discretion is advised. (hide your kids!) 

https://youtu.be/wXOhuUl7Tig   <—-click link

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Finnish Kale (Do Not Look For It At Your Local Grocer…)

March 25, 2015

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Larry David playing Larry David the obnoxious, misanthropic selfabsorbed character in “Curb Your Enthusiasm

Earlier this month I was listening to a “Fresh Air” episode on NPR.  They were interviewing Larry David, the co-creator of “Seinfeld” and “Curb Your Enthusiasm” about David’s new hit on Broadway, “Fish in the Dark.” During the interview they played a funny clip from “Curb Your Enthusiasm” where the obnoxious main character of the show, Larry David (played by Larry David) meets a friend, Mardy Funkhauser, a guy about 60 some years old. David complains to Funkhauser that he did not return his condolence telephone message (Funkhauser’s mother just died). In his own defense, Funkhauser responds that David should be more sensitive because he, (Funkhauser) just became an orphant. (he lost his father earlier that year and now his mother too.) David in his rude style makes fun of him and says that it is too late to be an be an orphan at age sixty. “Little orphan Funkhauser.” I had such a good laugh…

Yesterday, I had the occasion to think about this clip. Take it apart and look behind it. In a way I  am orphan too, (lost both of my parents) just like Funkhauser, however, I am and has been an orphan in other ways too since my birth.  Born into a German ethnic family (Eberwein x Hundenmeier) growing up as an official ethnic Hungarian (Repasi) minority in Transylvania, Romania. (Romanians had the perfect term for Transylvanian Hungarians, although derogatory in nature; “bozgor,” which means  a person without a homeland and ethnic identity.) Then when I moved from Romania to Hungary, ironically I was simply called a Romanian.  In Austria I was under the  umbrella term “Auslander,” or foreigner and in the U.S. I have become a naturalized U.S. citizen, and so a Hungarian American (my choice).  Always and everywhere “in,” however, always on the periphery.  My social position helps me to observe, listen, notice details, interpret and process from an angle that is impossible to do from the center. Like I, people with similar backgrounds often hear meaningful sentences in certain remarks that for others in the center are only “harmless” white noise. Usually, I do not think about these things, it has always been “that” part of my life.

I tell you this, because I got nostalgic yesterday. On our way home with Marja-Leena in the afternoon, we ran into a small group of well dressed gypsies or Romani.  Their presence captured me… I asked their permission to photograph them. Unfortunately, I only had my phone to take a picture so I missed many details.

The gypsy or Romani diasporas are probably the perfect definition of “orphans.”  Even though, many of them living in urban environments, symbolically they have always remained nomadic, always moving, or ready to move.  Always on the periphery, rarely accepted, seldom assimilated.  They have always been demonized and persecuted in every corner of the world throughout their existence.  However, somehow they have never perished, always survived and thrived with an incredible resilience. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hSjaOM7Bewk  click link

I was curious, so after I went to bed, I looked up the Finnish Romani or Finnish Kale (Kaale in Suomi.) The Roma first arrived from England and Scotland to Sweden in the fifteen hundreds. THey were mostly craftsmen and journeymen. While the Protestant Church proactively pressured the erosion of the Romani’s relatively stable position on the social hierarchy, Swedish authorities deported the Kale to the Eastern part of the kingdom (which is Finland today.)  In the first part of the 17th century they were declared outlaws and could be hanged without trial.  For a long time, children frequently have been taken away from their families in an effort to assimilate the group.  After  four hundred years of severe discrimination, in 1917, the Roma has gotten full citizenship in Finland and human rights conditions have gradually improved. The 1995 amendment to the Finnish Constitution granted the Roma to preserve its language, the Kale, as a “non territorial minority language.” The Roma in Finland, just like everywhere else, facing high unemployment frequently due to relatively low education.  They experience significant exclusion from mainstream society and  face specifically severe discrimination in the private housing market.   Sources,  http://www.minorityrights.org/1537/finland/roma.html     http://www.prezi.com/f639kuzyb7jj/romanifinnish-kale/

While reading this minority rights report, I came up with the idea for an interactive comprehensive geography, history, ethnography etc. game for children to learn about history and the world. The name of the game could be “Cut and Paste” For instance, cut Finland from and paste Australia in to an official human or civil rights document, than cut the Finnish Kale out and paste Aboriginal into the same document. Than cut Australia and paste U.S. than cut Aboriginal and paste Chinese and so on… after every cut and past a map would come up with the respective countries and photos of their oppressed ethnic groups, their artifacts and their brief miserable history… Or we can just let the kids watch “Wheel of Fortune…”

An Arranged Marriage, Dip in the Lake, American Ingenuity (sequel two part two)

March 24, 2015

The meditation house at the lake near by...

The meditation house at the lake near by…

 

while I am meditating, Agyag is dreaming about Daco

while I am meditating, Agyag is dreaming about Daco

After we packed into the car at the airport and was driving to Maria-Leena’s house, I had to break the news to Agyag. I told her the truth that we did not really come back to Helsinki to buy more of those delicious smoked fish treats that she got last summer. We flew across half way the world to select a nice dog for her to start a family.  As soon as the “arranged” word came up in the context of marriage, she gave me that angry feminist canine real bitch look (pun intended) and started scratching the expensive leather seat in the car. (gosh I hate smart female dogs… when we return home the library room will be off limit for the Pumis the baby gate will go back up.)  Since I did not expect her negative reaction, I had no clue what to tell her.  I wanted to avoid a ridiculous feminist debate with Agyag in front of Marja-Leena (I wanted to avoid embarrassment, Agyag is a dog after all…)

the church boat house.

the church boat house. Marja-Leena with the dogs

the meditation house from a different angle...

the meditation house from a different angle…

Because of lack of a better answer, I stole a  quote from a Jarod Kintz book. So I told her, “I had an arranged marriage.  If I didn’t, how would anybody know when and where to show up…?”

After a long uncomfortable silence we got to Marja-Leena’s home. Fortunately, Agyag’s melodrama was short lived when Pustan Helmen Karhunsammal, “Daco,” the dashing male Pumi appeared in the doorway…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o9LfCcUaN1o click link…

After things calmed down and “Daco” left, we went for a hike so the dogs could stretch and run.  The weather was nice as we walked through the empty  skanzen of the park with its  restored original buildings hiding the sins and joys of  history past.

The Skanzen with its ghostly emptiness...

The Skanzen with its ghostly emptiness…

Then we arrived to the lake. Half of the water has been covered with a continuos ice sheet. Suddenly I did not see Marja-Leena.  Before I could panic, she reappeared.  I could not believe my eyes she was in her bathing suit marching toward the lake in about 35F temperature and the next second, there she was, swimming toward the ice. She started calling me to join her  swimming in the icy lake, however, I regrettably had to decline this very inviting opportunity because I had to watch the dogs so they did not get away (as my excuse was).

I can be an unreasonable person sometimes but I do not believe that any "Sampo" or even  "Shampoo" would make me lucky or would protect me from hypothermia after a dip in the icy lake...

I can be an unreasonable person sometimes but I would not believe ever that any “Sampo” or even “Shampoo” would make me lucky or would protect me from hypothermia after a dip in the icy lake… Marja-Leena swimming in the ice cold water while I am hoping that she gets out soon and I do not need to jump in the water to rescue her. Still shivering from the idea…

 

By the way, I often wondered what makes Finnish people to jump into ice covered body of waters?  Could it be CIPA (congenital insensitivity to pain with anhidrosis), an inherited national disorder, when an individual cannot feel extreme heat or cold? Or is it a simply superstition of believing in the “Sampo” the prominent national talisman from the “Kalevala” story that supposed to bring fortune and keep anyone who believes in it away from trouble? I imagine ice lake swimmers smear some “Sampo” in liquid form from a bottle on their bodies, hoping to prevent them from heart attack in the cold water…

I simply cannot resist to throw in my theory of American ingenuity in relation to the “Sampo.”  Did it ever occur to anyone that perhaps an early American venture capitalist and a shady inventor joined together, after reading the “Kalevala” on a long and boring sailing trip crossing the Ocean to the Colonies in the New World and came up with this crazy idea to sell some magic liquid that brings great fortune and success for its users and simply name it “Shampoo…?”

I've had dozens of scenarios how I could get away getting into the cold water if Marja-Leena needed to be rescued.  One idea was  that hopefully she would yell for help in Finnish because than I could have the perfect alibi. I do not speak the language...

While I was petrified on the shore watching Marja-Leena swimming, I’ve had dozens of scenarios running thru my head, how could I get away from jumping into the cold water if Marja-Leena needed to be rescued. One idea was that hopefully she would yell for help in Finnish because than I could have the perfect alibi. I do not speak the language…

The Return (sequel two, part one)

March 22, 2015

 

I am pretty concerned about apossible Icelandic Culinary Month celebrated by Finnair.  I am not sure if I am ready for a fermented shark fin and pickled herring mousse with sour sheep milk.

I am pretty concerned about a possible Icelandic Culinary Month celebrated by Finnair. I am not sure if I am ready for a fermented shark fin and pickled herring mousse with sour sheep milk.

Men plan, nature executes…  Based on Kaffogo Agyag’s reproductive cycle in the past two years

, we had a perfect plan until last week. Than everything turned into chaos and upside down as the four bitches have brought into heat each other, including Agyag.  Bitches…

I had to contact Marja-Leena Puranen to double check wether the male dog is available and wether Marja-Leena was ready for us.  Once we had the green light, I had to break the news to Laszlo while we had only a few days left for a massive rescheduling of all plans for the next two weeks and of course to buy a new airplane ticket to Helsinki.

Since we left late from home (as usual), we had a nail biting four-hour drive to the airport in an insane weekend traffic jam.  At check-in, our saga has continued with customer service.  They had no idea about “live animal traveling fee rates” and I ended up paying double ($400!!!)one way – for Agyag.  (What is wrong with weekend customer service…? Once I am back in the States, I have to recoup the money.)  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LxaTT8uCV8. <——–Click here

according to

according to the yellow label, Agyag is in the  121lbs category that cost $400 (twice the standard price) each way to transport.  Is it a slightly over weight Pumi or a traveling crate carved of stone?

I waited until Agyag’s crate was conveyed into the belly of the plane then I finally boarded too.  When the plane took off and we were ascending, after all the stress, I could only hope that this was not an Icelandic Culinary Month for all Scandinavian airlines when they serve fermented shark fin, pickled herring mousse and sour sheep milk while someone is out-loud reciting from the Kalevala in Finnish.

My anxiety disappeared in an instance when we reached cruising altitude and  I heard the captain in the loudspeaker, “ladies, gentlemen, it is time to start your cocktails….”

Marja-Leena was waiting for us at the Helsinki Airport.  It was so good to see her again.

Marja-Leena was waiting for us at the Helsinki Airport. It was so good to see her again.

If you had one too many of the cocktails on the plane, you might freak out that you ended up on planet El-Adrel from "Star Trek: The Next Generation" and bumped into a Tamarian when encountering Kim Simmonnsonn's ceramic sculpture in the Art Port at the Helsinki Airport near Gate 37  (Curtesy of Finavia Corporation).

If you had one too many of the cocktails on the plane, you might freak out that you ended up on planet El-Adrel from “Star Trek: The Next Generation” and bumped into a Tamarian when encountering Kim Simmonnsonn’s ceramic sculpture in the Art Port at the Helsinki Airport near Gate 37 (Curtesy of Finavia Corporation).

The Countdown Begins

March 21, 2015

Tomorrow we are going to JFK to fly across the big pond again.  I packed all the essentials…

Passport,  check...

Passport, check…

 

 

Ticket, check...

Ticket, check…

 

poop bags, check...

poop bags, check…

 

tanning lotion, check (because it must be warmer and sunnier everywhere than upstate NY)

tanning lotion, check (because it must be warmer and sunnier everywhere  than here upstate NY…)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Farewell Finland

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August 10, 2014

Pilisi Kocos Jeles “Jelly” BOB at the Helsinki World Dog Show. Congratulations to Chris and Tom Levy and of course Holdampf Dora of Pilisi Kocos Kennel in Hungary.

This means that Pumericans finished on the top in Helsinki, Finland.

I guess the Finlandia ad was right and yes,  Finland has turned out to be the top of the world  for “Jelly” after all…

Kaffogo Agyag has finished 3rd in her class, ERI AVK3.

Thank you Marja-Leena Puranen for your friendship and hospitality

Thank you Marja-Leena Puranen for your friendship and hospitality

Finland, the country of thousand lakes, and the second most popular home of the Pumi...

Finland, the country of thousand lakes, and the second most popular home of the Pumi…

Thank you Finland for the fantastic time! Thank you Marianne and Jyrki Forsti of Fifikus Kennel  and  your friends for the wonderful hospitality during the Kuopio SAWO show.

Also thank you Helena Mattila for taking you time and meeting me  while in Helsinki.

A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU goes to Marja-Leena Puranen for virtually adopting me and taking care of me and my super dog, Kaffogo Agyag in Helsinki.  Marja-Leena, thank you for your friendship.

Agyag  enjoying her Cyndarella time.  She will have have a hard time to become "just one of the Pumis" again when the clock will hit midnight at the end of the week and we return to the U.S.

Agyag enjoying her Cyndarella time. She will have have a hard time to become “just one of the Pumis” again when the clock will hit midnight at the end of the week and we return to the U.S.

We’ve had a fantastic run and great exposure in Finland.  Five shows with  strong consistent performance.  I’ve had the opportunity to meet and talk to  breeders, have seen some great dogs and learned a lot during my time in the country.

 

I was also lucky to be able to travel some and stay in the countryside as well as in the “big” city  so I could have a first hand experience of a country and its people.

SUOMI, KIITOS TAAS JA TULEN TAKAISIN…

The "Pumericans," Stacy, Taru, me Jon and Nina. You guys were the icing on the cake. I've enjoyed your company.

The “Pumericans,” Stacy, Taru, me Jon and Nina.
You guys were the icing on the cake. I’ve enjoyed your company.

Most importantly,  my trip would have not been complete without the company of Stacy  Lehman, her husband Jon, Taru Parvin and her daughter Nina.  They were the icing on the cake.  You guys rock, I have a fantastic time with you.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and the proverbial clock will hit midnight soon… and you know what does that mean…?

We are going home! Because, nothing like home sweet home…

My Personal Stockholm Syndrome

August 9, 2014

The belly of the beast... ( hope they do not forget to close the doors after loading and the ship does not turn into a submarine...

The belly of the beast… ( hope they do not forget to close the doors after loading and the ship does not turn into a submarine…)

So, Thursday we took a cruise-ferry to Stockholm, Sweden on the  board of the Silja Symphony.  I have been wary a a bit about the trip considering the ship’s history. The builder of the boat, the Wartsyla Marine shipyard, went belly up  – ok sort of…they  went bankrupt during the construction of the ship in 1991.

A very thoughtful sign now I feel really safe...

A very thoughtful sign now I feel really safe…

After she was put in service, she’s had several scary incidents. Once it sucked in a swarm of fish that stopped the engine at open waters. Several years later, she ran into the dock in the harbor of Marienham in a storm that has created some major damage. So here I was, ready to go on my personal Titanic trip to experience “My Personal Stockholm Syndrome.”   (it works in reverse than the original Stockholm Syndrome…)

 

The "Pumericans" ready to embark on an adventure. From democracy to Absolut Monarchy (extra dry please...)

The “Pumericans” ready to embark on an adventure. From democracy to Absolut Monarchy (extra dry please…)

Well, in case you did not know,  Sweden is a kingdom. Surprisingly the only absolute monarchy in Europe. By the way, it comes in various flavors, black currant, lemon, orange, etc. (all other monarchies in Europe are constitutional.)

The last Absolut Monarchy in Europe ( in Many flavors...)

The last Absolut Monarchy in Europe ( in many flavors…)

Of course, I know other things about Sweden too. I’ve also known Ingmar Bergman’s movies, Alfred Nobel, (the guy who invented the dynamite and than they named a peace price after him…) Than there is August Strindberg, (I saw one of his plays the “Creditors” at BAM, Brooklyn NY. )Than there is VOLVO. I call the 1970’s-80′ models  “OVLOV”  like they would have been Soviet made cars because of their austerity – NO CUP HOLDERS!?!?!? (hey they were safe and simple…)

serious cruise ship fun...

serious cruise ship fun…

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One thing however, that all  Americans know about Sweden is, the country’s phenomenal pop music success.  Remember ABBA, Ace of Base and the Cardigans? (You call them cheese today, but you’ve kept hitting “rewind” over and over again  while driving long distance back in the days.

So the songs started popping up in my head and while I was doodling, I was missing my dogs back in the States and Kaffogo Agyag  in Finland. I left Agyag with Marja-Leena Puranen while I was sailing to Sweeden. (By the way, Marja-Leena, thank you sooo much to take care of my baby dog!)

The first Volvo ever by the Vikings. (more like an Ovlov...) It was amphibious.

The first VOLVO ever. Built by the Vikings. (more like an OVLOV…) It was amphibious.

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Than I went to bed, and the whole thing just got mixed up and I had a weird dream (here it is…)  Video Aug 09, 6 01 20 PM <——CLICK HERE…

Tourist for a Day…

August 6, 2014

Suomennia, the six-island historic fortress network of Helsinki

Suomennlina, the six-island historic fortress network of Helsinki

We took a short boat trip to Suomenlinna, a six-island historic fortress network yesterday.  The massive walls and buildings have been the nest of Finnish National independence and the birthplace of Finnish national pride and consciousness.  Today, it is a pupular tourist attraction and picnic park.

Of course, I took Agyag along, who was happily trotting off leash among the tourist, wagging her curly tail for a pat or a short cuddling. She is not your typical farm dog.  She is my farm dog… and like all my dogs and animals, she is friendly, affectionate and confident wherever she goes.

We also sampled some excellent food and brew when taking some breaks.  Agyag tried to hypnotize every bite out of our mouths.  Sorry dog not today…

say "yuusto..." I meant "cheese..."

say “yuusto…” I mean “cheese…”

 

one of the garrison buildings from the past massive structures to withstand the time of history

one of the garrison buildings from the past… massive structures to withstand the time of history

 

Rules are pretty relax around here... do you recall the signs back in the U.S.? "No shirt, no shoes, No service..." I think these people were not even tourists.  They probably were the park rangers for the historic site in their summer uniform...

Rules are pretty relaxed around here… do you recall the signs back in the U.S.? “No shirt, No shoes, No service…” by the way, I think these people were not even tourists. They probably were the park rangers for the historic site in their summer uniform…

 

a wetering hole in sight for some refreshments (cool tables...)

a watering hole in sight for some refreshments (cool tables…)

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a WWII submarine built in the 1930’s. This tiny thing would be in trouble running into Spilberg’s great white shark from “Jaws”

 

The Three Graces and Cyndarella (Agyag)

The Three Graces and Cyndarella

 

if we keep eating with the same rate as we do and keep having this much fun as we do, in a few days, I have to post this photo as us "The Three Graces..."

Ok, if we keep eating with the same rate as we do and keep having as much fun as we do, in a few days, I have to post this photo as us, “The Three Graces…” (this is not in Helsinki I posted it for illustration only.  The artist is Niki de Saint Phalle of France and the title is “The Three Graces”…)

 

Agyag controlling traffic at the market. once in a while she gives a dirty loook to extort some food  out of people...

Agyag is controlling traffic at the market. Once in a while she gives a dirty look at some people to extort  food out of them…

 

The walls of the fortress from the sea

The walls of the fortress from the sea

 

The modern day Viking raid.  Anyone can participate while dining, wining and having a good time (soon we depart to Stockholm Sweden on one of these vessels)

The modern day Viking raid. Anyone can participate while dining, wining and having a good time (soon we depart to Stockholm Sweden on one of these vessels)

 

Welcome to the Scandinavian Welfare System. Even the mime is painted gold instead of the usual white or silver.  Life is good over here...

Welcome to the Scandinavian Welfare System. Even the mime is painted gold instead of the usual white or silver. Life is good over here…

 

After the long day of island hopping we were happy to escape back to our hotel from the heat.

 

 

 

Shop Talk and and Some Fun in the City

August 5, 2014

The famous Helsinki Cathedral, "Tuomiokirkko"(spelling it correctly and pronounce it, should be a prerequisite for the eucharist...) on Senate Squre in the city center.  It is an evangelic Lutheran Church.  It can accommodate 1300 people.  It is the most recognizable landmark of the city.

The famous Helsinki Cathedral, “Tuomiokirkko”(spelling it correctly and pronounce it, should be a prerequisite for the eucharist…) on Senate Squre in the city center. It is an evangelic Lutheran Church. It can accommodate 1300 people. It is the most recognizable landmark of the city.

Say, "cheese..." it does not really work in Finnish "juusto..."  (one of my theories why English has become the lingua franca of the world...)

Say, “cheese…” it does not really work in Finnish “juusto…”
(one of my genius theories why English has become the lingua franca of the world…)

This WDS is also a study trip for me to learn about the mysteries, controversies and also trying to answer some of the open ended questions of the Pumi breed. Therefore,  it has been an especially lucky coincident that this global doggie summit has been organized  by “Pumi powerhouse” countries in two consecutive years.

strolling in the center of Helsinki. Nina took possession of Agyag.  The spoiled opportunistic Pumi has enjoyed the extra attention

strolling in the center of Helsinki. Nina took possession of Agyag. The spoiled opportunistic Pumi has enjoyed the extra attention

 

Look at that delicious dinner plate. Fresh fish provided from the Baltic Sea.

Look at that delicious dinner plate. Fresh fish provided from the Baltic Sea.

Last year, I had a chance to spend time in Hungary, the home of the Pumi  and this year here in Finland.  Earlier, I’ve have talked to breeders, most importantly to the Forsti’s from Fifikus kennel at the Kuopio international show. Yesterday, I’ve spent the day with Marja-Leena Puranen here in Helsinki.  Marja-Leena also took me to meet Helena Mattila of Karvakorvan kennel outside of the City.

Thank you both for taking your time and meeting me.

After the Pumi protocol, the fun has begun. Finally, I could hook up with the “Pumericans,” Stacy Lehman, her husband Jon, Taru Parvin and her daughter Nina.  We also kidnapped Marja-Leena along for a good time.  We have shared our experiences, walked around in the center of the city a bit and finished the evening with a great dinner.

Niina, Jon and Stacy the wine in the forground of course is only for prop to enrich the phtograph...

Marja-Leena, Nina, Jon, Stacy and Taru (the wine in the forground of course is only for prop to enrich the photograph…)

 

 

 

from another angle

Tuomiokirkko from another angle…

 

Agyag  enjoying her Cyndarella time.  She will have have a hard time to become "just one of the Pumis" again when the clock will hit midnight at the end of the week and we return to the U.S.

Agyag enjoying her Cyndarella time. She will have have a hard time to become “just one of the Pumis” again when the clock will hit midnight at the end of the week and we return to the U.S.

 

It is all about the Pumi Marja-Leena, Ildiko, Taru with Kaffogo Agyag and Stacy

It is all about the Pumi
Marja-Leena, Ildiko, Taru with Kaffogo Agyag and Stacy

Back in the hotel, I called my husband Laszlo to tell him about my day.  We talked until my adrenaline level tanked and I fell in bed to recharge my body for the next day.

The Daughter of the Baltic…

August 4, 2014

The Coat of Arms of Helsinki...

The Coat of Arms of Helsinki…

Kaffogo Agyag is chilling in the bar yesterday after we've arrived yesterday. Is in't this cool?  Ig you've ever wanted to be a dog, Helsinki is the place for it...

Kaffogo Agyag is chilling in the bar after we’ve arrived last night. Is in’t this cool? If  you’ve ever wanted to be a dog, Helsinki is the place for it…

…Helsinki aka Helsingfors if you are Swedish…. We have arrived yesterday in the evening and just wanted to chill the rest of the day.

In a nutshell, the history of the city went like this (you can fill in the details by reading about  Helsinki’s history on the internet, it is quite interesting): Sweden, Russia Sweden, The great plague, Russia, Sweden The fire of Turku (the capital moves to Helsinki) Russia, Sweeden one last time, The Grand Duchy of Finland, Russia, Finnish Civil war Whites again Reds (the whites won) the German Kaiser. First World War, than WWII (to finish the first one…).  After the landmark event of the 1952 Olympics, Helsinki has never looked back and has developed into a world class city…

A SPOT sattelite image of part of the Metropolitan Area of Helsinki.

A SPOT sattelite image of part of the Metropolitan Area of Helsinki.

Did you know that Helsinki is the northernmost capital among all EU states?  Also, Helsinki is among the top ten most liveable cities.  But the coolest thing above all is that Helsinki was selected the World Design Capital in 2012 by the International Council of Societies of Industrial Design.  It is a biannual election and Helsinki’s mandate expires this year, in 2014.

So here I am Helsinki, I have a few days to explore you, especially the design and architectural part of you.  (Photos will come later…)

Does anyone know a great Tango Club around here…?