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The next day was spent nursing a bit of a hang over, although Tracy and I managed to get out and about Helsinki to check out some of the sites:

Our local meet up point during the weekend was at the local Aussie bar, which was on fine form with such posters as these up on the walls:

We all managed to meet up nearer the end of the day to take off on a boat ride out to an island:

Which was so beautiful that Chris decided to express his love for Crazy.

Drunk Maori, getting some Dutch courage (not Gay):

Bit Gay (crazy enjoying it)

Rather gay (crazy wondering when it will end)

VERY Gay (Crazy deciding that Chris's cell phone poking in his back doesn't feel that bad)

Gayest, ohhhh, look at the pretty couple!

Guess Ray and Minttu weren't the only two to declare their undying love that weekend.

Here's a rather lovely snap of us all:

And here's a rather less lovely snap of Chris, holding it in:

He couldn't keep it up all day though:

That night was spent going hard at one of the clubs in Helsinki:

"Look damn hard, would ya?":

"REAL hard now":

Of course, I climbed up on top of the dance podium to strut my stuff and get some cool snaps:

After a very brief time out in the toilets with Crazy, Chris decided that men weren't his cup of tea after all:

Chris: "yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, how about we go out back, I know a place next to a crying crazy person we can continue this..."

"GO CHRIS GO!!!"

And that's the end of the weekend, well, apart from waking up around 11am with a hangover, packing bags and flying back to London!

Oh yeah, and get this, you aren't allowed to take carry on OUTBOUND from Heathrow, but we had no problems taking all our luggage on as hand luggage INBOUND to Heathrow! Crazy checked his in, which he regretted when he saw the MOUNTAIN of baggage at the reclaim belts filling up the hall. Needless to say, Richard and I left him there...

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