Most of our holidays feature a lot of what we call 'mooching' and what other less uncharitable (and perhaps more organised) folk would call 'aimless wandering about'.
Although we have our trusty Lonely Planet guide with us, we took advantage of the hotel's supply of maps and leaflets and set off this morning in the general direction of the city centre.
This blogpost is as much a diary for me as a public blog so what follows are notes and snippets about what we saw rather than coherent literary observations.
You know that thing which happens when a double glazing company cold-calls you and you say 'sorry, it's been done' and they reply, cheerily 'have you thought about a conservatory then?'
I can't be the only person to have the overwhelming urge to say 'actually I live in a four storey apartment block on the top floor'.
In Finland the double (or triple) glazing companies have that covered. I give you, ladies and gentlemen, the after-market top-floor apartment conservatory. You're welcome.
A concrete turtle.
More concrete turtles.
Chocolate nuts and bolts. Yes, I wonder if they work too.
A nativity scene made from rolled paper.
The train to...
No, we didn't.
You have to love a fabulous Post Office, don't you?
And a café made from shipping containers.
10km walked. 16,183 steps...
... and they have great coffee too.