I'm picking right back up where I left off the other week so if you're just joining in, you might want to catch up on the previous Great Finnish Road Trip posts first!
So, when I last left you, we were heading way north to Oulanka National Park. We had already planned to head towards Kuusamo and pick up the road into the heart of the the park itself. Covering an enormous 270 square kilometres, we opted to walk a small piece of the well-known, 80km long, Karhunkierros trail.
We travelled down a rocky, rubble road for what seemed like eternity. Anything that wasn't strapped down tightly in the back of the camper van was now bouncing off the walls and rolling around our feet. The east of Finland is brown bear territory and over the last few miles I had taken to the internet to brush up on my bear-encounter survival skills. It's safe to say, by the time we reached the end of the bumpy road and the trail entrance, my nerves were a little frazzled.
Hello strangers, remember me? I have two defences for my partial blog abandonment. Firstly, it's been a 'big' weekend in small town Kotka - Once again it was host to the annual maritime festival, loosely translated as a large piss up in a field, a football stadium and along many of the streets. Of course, it would be rude not to get on board. I won't bore you with the details as you can read all about last year's Meripaivat festival here, but it was a busy one. My second excuse is that I've been ill. Most likely in relation to the first point but either way, I have been stuck in this perma-hangover/sickness bug state since Friday and it really isn't ideal.
In news that I'm not entirely sure how I feel about, I fly back to the UK on Thursday morning. I know I should be excited, and I sort of am, but I know that it's going to be just over five weeks of non-stop, insufferable mayhem, plus I have to leave Scott and the pigs behind, which majorly sucks.
Warning: Read this blog post at your own risk! I'm serious guys, I will not be held responsible if in an hours time, you're sitting knee deep in chocolate buttercream frosting and cake crumbs.
Are we good to go?
Okay, confession time! I was having one of these, 'life crisis' moments where my thought process went something along the lines of, 'what am I doing with my life? I need a new challenge. My blog is shit. I need a new direction. What are my long term goals? Fuck it, I'm going to make a cake!' In a nutshell, my new mantra is; when in doubt, cake it out... (although I may need to tidy this up at a later date)
Scouring my cupboards, and the interweb, I stumbled across a fool-proof chocolate cake recipe and armed with my mixing bowl and a spoon, I created this...
Okay, confession time... I have only ever owned a handful of things from The Body Shop, and most of those purchases were SO long ago that I don't even remember what they were. I'm sure that knock at the door is the blogging police coming to revoke my title. *runs and hides*
I headed into store for a browse a few weeks ago and ending up walking away with this little lot...