A Finnish Winter Wonderland

Kakslauttanen Arctic Resort epitomises the ideals of a winter wonderland. Snow-frosted trees, log cabins, open fire-places, reindeers, horses and brandy hot-chocolates. Meanwhile, the sub-freezing temperatures, remote geographic location and the necessity for at least 4 layers renders it a little more real, but in an arctic exploration kind of way. Think, Scott of the Antartic meets His Dark Materials meets Frozen – a mix of a fear of getting frostbite and totally magical, impossible to imagine scenery.

Kakslauttanen is located in the Finnish Arctic Circle, with the nearest airport being Ivalo. It is an isolated destination, and those heading north tend to either to be tourists in search of the Northern Lights, or people heading to visit their rural roots. Northern Finland is sparse: expanses of snow-topped trees punctuate a bright white sky. This white cloud is of course not conducive to Aurora spotting, but it does create a mystical blueish hue, in which it is easy to get lost, both physically and mentally.

As arctic-explorer as I felt, Kakslauttanen is actually a well-managed resort, not a frozen wilderness. There is a well-stocked pantry, a restaurant, bar and a small gift shop on site. You can book to have a ‘fire-service’ come by your cabin each evening to stock up the logs and a cleaning service come by during the day whilst you’re at your various activities. Make no mistake, this is “adventuring” at its most luxurious.

If you’d prefer a more independent experience, renting a car may be a way forward. You can park by the cabin, utilise the kitchen area and have bigger flexibility to come and go. There is little to no public transport in the area: once you arrive at the resort, you are there for the duration, unless you invest in taxis.

The log cabins are particularly cozy, particularly with the log fire and the wooden furniture fittings, and the red bedding and rocking chair creating a rather Mr & Mrs Claus feel. It is the epitome winter warmth. While the yuletide atmosphere of the cabins is enticing, the whole draw of Kakslauttanen is the glass igloos. Being able to sleep under the Arctic stars, with the potential of witnessing the Northern Lights, or gaze out into the tall snow-laden woodland is a Romantic notion, and absolutely unmissable.

In addition to the accommodation, Kakslauttanen offers a plethora of activities: from the more active, explorer-like expeditions, to the more relaxed ventures into the landscape. We opted for a mixture: Aurora hunting in the evening, by way of horse-drawn sleigh or reindeer-pulled sled, and husky safaris, horse-riding and snow-mobiling in the day. With each endeavour including a hot drink – normally the Finnish speciality “Glogg” – and informative chats with tour guides, these trips offer combine the allurement to the beauty of the natural setting with an education on the local Suomi way of life. The activities are an insight into Finnish culture, although through the very tourist-oriented lens.

With a restaurant on-site, food is offered for breakfast, lunch and dinner. The food draws on local specialities as well as what is available from the local area: particularly ligonberries, reindeer, venison, soup, potatoes and plenty of pickled vegetable options. The bar offers a good drinks menu, with cocktails, liqueur, wine and beer – the firm favourite for me being the brandy and whipped cream hot chocolate.

The restaurant is fine, however they often only had one option for dinner (perhaps because we visited in the off-season), and after a couple of nights we fancied a bit more of a variety. We settled on a place in the local town, Teerenpesä in Saariselka, described as a ‘restaurant, pub and nightclub’. With this juxtaposition of categories, it was hard to know what we were getting ourselves into.

But, funnily enough, it was exactly what the website said. With a dancefloor and soft green lighting on one side of the rustic-looking bar, and a fire-lit restaurant with fishing memorabilia on the walls on the other. The only other table taken was by a an older, weather beaten man with a thick woollen jumper eating the Finnish specialty of Poronkäristys (sautéed reindeer, mashed potato and lingonberry sauce). Despite this strange, but intriguing, set-up – the food was actually delicious, and very impressive, absolutely surpassing our expectations. If ever we are back in the area, and looking for an evening of gastropub dining followed by all-night dancing, I’m sure we’ll return.

Kakslauttanen is an instagram-location of dreams, it is a resort certainly designed with tourists in mind but with the aim of providing an authentic Lappish experience. The location is breathtaking, and I was absolutely living my Princess Anna dreams. Certainly a trip of a lifetime.


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Sorrento: Sun-soaked luxury

The Amalfi Coast is iconic: silk scarves, winding roads, lemons, plunging cliffs, olive oil, multi-coloured pastel architecture with the shadow of Sophia Loren catching your eye at every corner. It emanates glamour and luxury: the scent of summer romances from bygone eras float on the sea breeze while Mount Vesuvius ominously punctuates the expansive blue skyline.

The Amalfi Coast is Italy’s counterpart to France’s Côte D’azur; it sparkles with subtle sophistication, with less of the glitz and showbiz of the French Riviera. That’s not to say that this isn’t a secret hotspot of celebrity holiday-makers, The Amalfi Coast is known to have appealed to society’s high and mighty for years. From being a stop on the European Grand Tour in the early 1800s and attracting Royal getaways, to harbouring author retreats and silver screen icons’s secluded escapes.

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I feel like I am writing this blog in a strange, futuristic universe as we are still in the midst of a world-wide pandemic. In the UK, we’ve been on lockdown for approximately six months, and our society is starting to open up. International travel is still a gamble, however, as you could be subjected to quarantine at short notice on either side.

To beat the travel blues, I am therefore transporting myself back to April 2019, where we visited the secluded splendour of the Amalfi Coast, in particular, Sorrento.

Sitting atop a drastic cliff-edge, this small harbour town is a popular destination with week-long holidayers, Europe-tourers and cruise ship day-trippers alike. For this reason, the small Sorrento centre is often crowded with people exploring the café-lined main square or picking up local custom with an evening passeggiata.

Hotels in and around Sorrento are luxurious. A welcome recluse from the busy streets, they offer a peaceful sanctuary to soak up the sun. We took our respite in Grand Hotel Ambasciatori; with marbled floors, white, pillared walls and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the cliff-drop and expansive mediterranean sea, this hotel harks back to a time of nineteenth-century travel grandeur. It is reminiscent of the height of Victorian travel fashion, and the ghosts of full-skirted ladies and cigar-smoking men linger in the air. Imagine Lord Byron lounging in the corner, the ladies from Tissot’s The Ball on the Dockyard bustling through the foyer or Little Women’s Amy taking tea with Aunt Marge in the conservatory.

The outside gardens of Hotel Ambasciatori move away from the classic 19thC feel, as the red parasols, terracotta coloured building combined with the palm trees and cobalt-blue pool are distinctly more Hollywood glamour. The whole garden landscape, stone walkways, secluded seated areas and rows of coral-pinstriped deckchairs scream LA sophistication.

Visiting in April meant that we caught the end of the off-season. The hotel was peaceful but expansive, meaning it did felt a little empty. But this spacious atmosphere was actually perfect: it’s easy to imagine that every seat, table and outside lounge chair would be filled in peak summer and this spring quietude was no bad thing. We were able to amble at pleasure, absorb the views unhindered by other families and we weren’t restricted to dining times.

Sorrento is a small town, and for the well-seasoned tourist can be absorbed in a day, or even an afternoon. The Correale di Terranova museum is worth a visit for those desiring a culture fix. It boasts traditional Italian decorative arts, various sculptures and a garden path that runs alongside a lemon vineyard. Chiostro di San Francesci, however, is perhaps more interesting. One of the oldest monuments in Sorrento, this cloister is a medieval (14thC) monastery and is now considered to be the art centre of Sorrento.

The defining arches of the cloister are reminiscent of the architectural designs of Florence, while the stone steps take you up two small stories and lead to an exhibition space as well as a panoramic veranda overlooking both the town and the Mediterranean sea.

Off the south-western point of the Italian mainland coast is the Island of Capri and Anacapri. Capri is renowned for its wealth: designer shops, over-priced drinks, small winding, stone footpaths and many, many tourists. It certainly feels more like an attraction than a place, and I can’t help but think it must be a strange place to live.

We visited Capri as part of a day’s private boat tour – allowing us to take in the coastal sites, explore the sea-level grottos, and enjoy time on the water. Something about setting off in the early morning sun, cutting through the bright blue water and being able to admire Sorrento from the sea was particularly refreshing. Somehow it doesn’t quite feel like a holiday until you’ve spent a day at sea, as it were.

Mount Vesuvius is the dominant skyline feature from all points of Sorrento and it is impossible to ignore. It is a striking reminder of the devastation that ensued in 79AD, and waking up to it every morning, as well as visiting the sites of Pompeii and Herculaneum, render the story of its eruption less a myth-like story taught in schools, and more a concrete element of our western history. 

Pompeii and Herculaneum are towns perpetually frozen in time: their art, architecture and even people have been preserved for us all to see. It is a window into the heart of Ancient Roman and it is concurrently extraordinary, magnificent and terrifying. Understanding how these ancient Romans lived, how and why they constructed their towns and feeling their fear at this apocalyptic event is quite remarkable.

With the close access to this history at Pompeii, as well as the culture of Capri, Sorrento works as the foundation for exploration further afield. Road trips further along the Amalfi coast could have been possible, or an expedition to the ancient Greek city of Paestum, or perhaps a stop-over on the low-key island of Ischia.

As I think back to Sorrento’s sunshine filled streets, the winding cliff-side roads, the ginormous lemons and the expansive blues where sea meets skies, I feel that travel bug itch and I can’t wait to visit somewhere new, feel the freshness of foreign sea air and explore old town streets, ice cream in hand, once more.


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