|Merja, Syd, Derek, Ahrne, and I|
The drive to Finland was relatively uneventful, or as uneventful as a seven plus hour bus ride on a tiny micro bus across a Russian controlled border can be. We got hung up on the border for about two hours (a long time in our minds but apparently a rather quick one by normal standards. As far as I can gather one can expect to wait as long as five or six hours at the border on busier days) and passed through seemingly infinite passport control booths in areas. All were manned by rather surly Russians, who all seemed to enjoy giving directions in uncomfortably loud and menacing voices. We all made it through however, and made it to Finland around mid-afternoon.
|A few of downtown Helsinki|
|Helsinki at sunset (my poor photography skills fail to do it justice)|