Train trip with Aapo
I and Aapo spent the last weekend in Northern Carelia with my parents. We left Sanna and Niilo home to sell stuff on a flea market and also Sanna to work on some pressing items.
This was the second trip Aapo travelled in a long-haul train. The travel time was four and half hours to Joensuu and more than six back to Helsinki, but more about the latter a bit later.
The trip to Joensuu was really nice. I wouldn’t have guessed how well Aapo behaved, watched DVDs and played in the play area of the train car. I could code, read a few presentations and in general work. The only hitch was that my MacBook’s Bluetooth chip decided not to work after two hours of use. It is still broken, need to bring the laptop to service soon.
There was a real winter in Joensuu and Polvijärvi. Almost ten centimeters of snow and a few Centigrade below zero. Aapo sledged, visited the local swimming center (in next town, 25 kilometers away…) and helped grandma to bake gingerbread cookies.
We started our journey back to Helsinki at noon on Sunday. First, we did some shopping in Joensuu and ate cakes in Café Houkutus (much recommended, by the way), and then embarked the train at three o’clock.
There was a snow storm developing and it hit southern Finland in the afternoon. Due to this, the train was more than an hour late. Sanna couldn’t leave home, as Niilo was already sleeping. So, we decided to take a taxi from Tikkurila station.
The plan sounded simple, but execution was not perfect. There were no taxis in the station, and we had to wait 20 minutes before getting one. Aapo was so tired that I had to talk to him all the way home, and he fell asleep twice — but fortunately woke up and was able to walk to the door by himself. I was buried under our bags and safety seat.
Sanna hadn’t cleaned the yard, and there were more than twenty centimeters of snow. So I spent half an hour removing the snow, cleaning up the car and driving it into the carage. I wasn’t the happiest camper when I finally was able to enter the house. Fortunately, I am not slow to forget…



