I felt almost a sense of nostalgia stepping foot in Finland, the same place where my great grandparents set off to America from in the early 1900’s.

romanian church

I had a bad feeling the minute we stepped off the plane and into the airport. We were now in the mysterious land of Vlad the Impaler (Dracula), but that wasn’t it. We were tired, jet-lagged and not thinking straight, but did that make a difference? Maybe.