Back on the road

Dear Friends,

Some of you have already travelled with me before, when last year I spent a couple of months traversing Europe by bicycle from the Baltic to the Adriatic Sea. It was a throughly enjoyable and memorable experience with encounters with lovely people, impressive landscapes and cities that all left their mark on me. Perhaps not surprisingly, I found myself planning for another bicycle trip even before I had terminated the homeward journey.

Almost a year has passed, and as I write this, I am once again hopelessly late with my final preparations as by this time tomorrow I should already be on the ferry headed towards Sweden. From there on, I will be travelling by bike, and as before, heading South (where else can you really go from Finland?). My first destination is Germany (Hamburg to be more exact) where I will be attending a conference on Travel Medicine. What happens after that, how far I will go and which route I'll choose, remains to be seen.

As to the name of this blog, since last year something has changed in my life: I have finally started to do the Argentinian Tango that I had been dreaming about for more than a decade. Not surprisingly, it has quickly become an infatuation that takes up most of my days. So I suppose it is only logical that tango should be my inspiration for this year's travels. During this trip, I will be visiting a milonga (tango evening) in each city where I can locate one, dancing and experiencing the tango as I travel. Naturally, I will also be listening to tango on my way. A final reason for this title is the most ridiculous of them all: guess what I have decided to call my new bike?... Yep, the Tango!! :-)

I am happy to share my experiences with You All, my dear Friends. Do let me know that you are reading my lines, whether you enjoy my ramblings or not ;-), and feel free to leave me notes on the 'Comments' section underneath each blog entry. As before, I will be inviting people of different nationalities so will probably stick to English in my entries, however should YOU feel like leaving me a note in Finnish, French, Polish (well, maybe not that!), Swahili or whatever... please do!

I look forward to having you all as my companions on this trip!

Comments

  1. Martyna08/05/2010, 09:58

    Bon chance Mari! I promise to use all the languages I know except Polish, but I already heard that your awareness of this language is pretty impressive! Let's tango then virtually with you, no matter in which language :-)

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  2. Unknown08/05/2010, 20:08

    GOOD LUCK!

    Hopefully the travel medicine conference is interesting. Maybe you catch somebody to tango with :-p

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  3. Anu08/05/2010, 20:59

    Buen viaje, Mari.
    Creo que yo te voy a escribir mayormente en la lengua del TANGO - te parece bien?
    O mezclando un poco de todo - Ihanaa matkaa, nauti ja tartu kaikkiin niihin kohtaamisiin mitä matka voi mukanaan tuoda.

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  4. Unknown09/05/2010, 08:47

    Pidä kivaa rakas ystävä!

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  5. Kaari12/05/2010, 13:56

    Oi, olipä yllätys! Vaikka Sinut tuntien tätä olisi voinut aavistaa. Oikein antoisaa matkaa ja mukavia tanssikokemuksia ja tanssipareja ;)

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