As you can see from the latest reviews, I and my family visited Fiskars village on Saturday. Sanna wanted to visit an older place to see a glimpse of a more traditional Christmas settings and maybe buy something unique.
We pondered on going to the Porvoo old town or to Fiskars village. Both are approximately 60-70 kilometers from our flat, and they are considered as havens for craftsmen. I was for Fiskars, as I thought that the design would be more modern there and the village would have more shops that we liked.
The day was almost nice, a bit dull, and the Swedish speaking countryside west to Helsinki is for some odd reason really calming… Curvy roads, happy people and romantic vistas.
The village itself was a bit disappointment… It was smaller than I remembered, and not all shops were open. The shops were also spread to more distant area, and the wind was so chilly that we decided to focus on the central village and leave the rest.
The bigger shops themselves were really nice (see the reviews for Onoma and Kopper), and the smaller ones weren’t bad either. We just didn’t find anything worth buying.
The problem with these places is lack of decent cafés where you can eat and rest for a while in peace and quiet. There was one café that we had to skip, as the buns didn’t look too fresh. The next looked too much a bar and the third was a full-blown restaurant. At the end, we find ourselves sitting on the car and Sanna was feeding Aapo there.
There is another artisan village, Billnäs, nearby. We had sawn a few signs that they are celebrating a Christmas fest for the best part of the day, we decided to go there and grab something to eat.
The first place was a cold barn that served coffee, tea and bratwurst… There were also several stalls selling various gourmet stuff, such as marinated garlic gloves and horse meat, but we decided to move forward. The next place was supposed to have a cafeteria, but in reality it was a small coffee shop installed temporarily in an old school house (or similar) that had also stalls.
It was a disappointment, as the house was dark and a bit too cold for sitting comfortably, but we still savoured coffee and cakes there. Once again, we didn’t buy anything there either.
We also grew a bit tired of going from one place to another in search of eating and decided to go back home, as the fridge was fully loaded for the weekend. On the way home we almost got lost in Karjaa — not a huge town itself, but there were virtually no signs to Helsinki or anywhere else.
Looking back to the trip, we should have gone to Porvoo — at least there are decent cafés.