This, first of all, gives you an opportunity to take in the stunning Helsinki harbor
--some rocky and austere, and
some just itching to provide an angler with the morning's fresh catch.
The shoreline is peppered with little inlets. You can often see tidy summer homes and fancy mansions tucked into the trees.
Our boat was the historic J.L. Runeberg. This old photo was on display in the on-board snack bar. It showed the hundred year old wooden craft docked pretty much where it is still docked today.
The town itself is tucked back nicely out of the way down a lazily winding stream. Negotiating that channel did take a bit more completely shod and stand-up steering-- though not with that big wheel. He actually had two little joy sticks on a computer panel that you can't see in the picture.
Time to ease in to shore now.
Shortly after alighting you are deposited into a Finland that preceded the squared off modern of most contemporary Finnish towns and the neo-classic grandeur of Helsinki. You quickly find yourself is a world of old waterfront warehouses,
narrow cobblestone streets,
Nobody will go hungry in Porvoo. The town is well equipped with coffee shops, tearooms, and restaurants.
The local specialities are snails, fish, and chocolate. My daughter-in-law chose the snails, but we stuck to the fish and chocolate.
The lower part of the separate bellfry tower dates to the middle ages and the upper section was built in the 18th century.
The pulpit dates from 1764