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played
    happily on the green grass near a fishing pond), the cabin was comfortable
    and fully-equipped (the grandfather kindly asked me to examine it before
    renting), and I was charged only Kr 400. My only regret was yet another cold
    meal of pickled herring, chorizo and smoked salmon...
    
    
  
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  May 2003, Wednesday: Kautokeino - Enontekiö -
  Jukkasjärvi
  -
  Kiruna - Abisko - Narvik
   
  
  
  I
  was likely the first customer of the day, if not the season, for the Sami
  souvenir shop at Leppäjärvi, in Finland's northwestern panhandle. The
  proprietress about my age treated me a cup of coffee, changed a few Euros with
  no extra fee, and introduced me to this land of 10,000 lakes, glorious fall
  colors and the dreaded summer mosquitoes. "It's only a problem if you
  think it's a problem," she said in reference to the seasonal pests, which
  I am lucky to have missed by only a few weeks. Ah, Minnesota...
   
  
  For
  having nothing to declare, I drove on without even a hand wave across the
  borders of Finland, Sweden and Norway. If only the rest of the world can be
  this civilized.
  
  
My
  Volvo swiftly carried me past pockets of rain and sunshine, overtaking the
  storm clouds high above. By the time I reach the Swedish lakeside resort town
  of Jukkasjärvi -- where the Ice Hotel, the world's largest igloo, melts away
  for the summer until it is rebuilt to prolong the tourist season well into
  this region's dark, frigid winter -- I was already donning my sunglasses
  again.
  
 
  
   
  
  
One
    must marvel at these long Finnish and Sami names on the bilingual road signs
    throughout Lapland. Near the mountainous Norwegian-Swedish border, I took
    note of another roadside photo stop along the E10, chasing the iron-ore
    train from Kiruna to Narvik. It's Paktajåkka (Finnish-derived Swedish) or
    Jáffogasluobblat (Sami), a stream running under the E10 west of Abisko to
    feed the thawing Torneträsk.
     
  
Not relishing the thought of another dinner of smoked
salmon back at my hotel room in Narvik (Northern Star Hotel, reasonably priced
at 500 and recommended by The Rough Guide), I went out to buy
  
   
  
  
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