Today, Sunday, was designated laundry day. We found the tin tin tango - cafe with laundromat - on the locals app, and toodled there shortly after our very late breakfast. What the app didn't mention is that the cafe, tho very nice and quite large, has only one washing machine and a long queue of locals. Hmmm. We returned to the hotel to consider plan B. Geoff, undaunted, turned to Yelp and found another. Thanks to google maps we knew to hop aboard the number 8 tram to Arabia. Soon we were there - a proper laundromat with the least comprehensible instructions of any we've yet visited, ever.
Nonetheless, we prevailed and now have heaps of clean gear to see us home. See below the interesting picture of some of their machines. This laundromat is next to Bear Park, which has lovely karhu statues. G might put a pic on facebook. I'm getting niggardly with photos now, as my phone is starting to send me cruel messages about being out of storage. Ouch.
Excitingly, on our return trip, having just bought our next all day ticket, an inspector boarded the tram. It's an instant 80 euro fine if found without one. It was lovely to finally see that tram officials exist, especially with newly minted tickets warming our pockets. Our fellow passenger (I'm very sorry, madam) was clearly less engaged in the whole ticket auditing process, but I had only a moment for my stealthy pic and couldn't exactly ask her to smile... As you can see from the happy face of the inspector her job is a rewarding one.
One domestic task done and dusted, it was time to buy toothpaste. We bought this souvenir recyclable shopping back from our local K-market as well and, looking at our change, think the assistant may have given it to us. Thanks, K-market.
Finally, a drink. These are truly horrible. As committed coffee drinkers we thought they'd be yum. They are not. Urgh.
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