Knock, knock

Our journey north continues. My husband had found on the internet an old church town (museum) with old houses, for break and fika. We found the place, but.... it was closed, of course. The photo may symbolise this, no matter how much my husband knocks, no one opens. But we found a fifties cafe for our fika. And then we whizzed on. And now we have stayed overnight in a hotel only fifty kilometres from the Finnish border. Our adventure is ongoing and will continue tomorrow.