Category: Odyssey 2004

It turns out that DNA provides WLAN access in the guest harbour on Smultrongrundet. Sadly you cannot get access for one day or so but have to be a subscriber. The service is not cheap. The fee for flat rate is 90 euros per month. There are cheaper alternatives, but they are not flat rate.

Public WLAN doesn’t seem to be a big thing here in Finland. At least not affordable WLAN. Perhaps the good GPRS access slows down the WLAN expansion. Many WLAN operators offer GSM and GPRS access too. Maybe they don’t want to eat market share of their lucrative GPRS traffic (mine is over 2 euros per megabyte).

The air in Hangö must be bad. It kept us awake until early morning and now we are suffering from extreme fatigue.

Hangö by night…

Today we drove about 52 nautical miles to Hang� (Hanko). The plan was actually to go as far as Kasn�s, but we changed our plans to be able to enjoy sauna and eat before midnight. Here’s a selection of today’s photos.

The food of this evening, the very hot (chili) hash code-named disaster (which turned out to be more of a success than a disaster) was served with wine and sallad.

Some like it hot, some like it even hotter, and some just enjoy the pain. Pain is what our captain thought when he ate the food. Pain is his game. He took even more of the hash. Way to go!

We just realised that we haven’t put up any pictures of the vessel we are travelling with. Here it is from quite an awkward angle. Better ones are coming later.

The currently ongoing activity is dinner preparation and aperitif drinking. On the menu today is a hash of Chorizo, onions, eggs and yesterdays potatoes (at the moment code-named disaster). Cough! The chili fumes are reaching the cabin.

Hangö, the port for this night. Looking forward to a sauna!

The journey continues at 11 knots towards west. Nothing slows us down, not even very good ham and cheese sandwiches with mustard, black pepper and garlic cottage cheese. We’re approaching Hangö (Hankoo).

If you are into smells, we can heartly recommend the toilets on Orslandet. I haven’t felt an ammonium breeze that strong since one time in the army when I dug out my sweaty t-shirt from the closet after it had been soaking for two weeks. It kind of wakes you up, ammonium.

Shopping food and fuel at Barösund.

The weather is quite cloudy and the light is kind of odd.