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Finland – you rock

I recently got back from a trip to Europe.  While I was there I ‘accidentally’ managed to cancel my return flights to Sydney.  An honest,  simple mistake.  Who knew if you miss on of the legs they automatically cancel the rest of your trip outright.  No exceptions.   Not me, obviously.

Having not realised about this rule and had stupidly decided to travel on from Finland (where I had stopped over to go to my good friends wedding and eat some amazing chocolate cake) onto the UK on Ryanair, so I could travel with a friend in need of my company rather than take my connection with Finnair from Helsinki.  I never thought to tell the airline, surely they wouldn’t even miss me – I had paid for the ticket, it was no loss to them if I didn’t turn up?  Surely?

This is not the case.  I found out a few days later airlines all follow a policy that if you don’t show up for a leg of a flight they will cancel the remaining flights on that ticket with no refund.  It is apparently to prevent people taking advantage of combination fares but only using certain legs of the journey.

I spoke to Flight Centre, who I had booked my flights with after my travel agent Mel emailed me to break the news.  Stating I would need to purchase a one way flight back to Sydney.  There was nothing they could do.  I realise it is standard policy, but it seemed pretty extreme and unreasonable to cancel out my return back to Sydney.     I was faced with the prospect of having to admit this massive cock up to my family and fork out another $1000 to get back.   Except I didn’t have $1000, I would have to ask my parents for the money.  Yep, the 29 year old daughter returning home for her little brother’s wedding after 18 months away.  ”Great to see you Mum and Dad!”  I couldn’t even face the reality of that situation   I was feeling pretty sorry for myself, but in my despair I knew there must be some way out.    So, I did what any person  who works in marketing  would do.  Bombarded the call centres with calls, asked to speak to supervisors, tried to debate my way through any loophole I could find.  When that didn’t work  I scoured the internet looking for something, anything that resembled a customer commitment or a piece of marketing I could base my case on to try and get my original flights back.

After 15 minutes of digging through the Finnair website I spotted a small link in the bottom right hand corner.  The Finnair blog.

On it I found Marku Remes.  He called himself  ‘a defender of customers’ interests’, he sounded exactly like the kind of guy I needed to talk to and so I crafted up my emotional plea, took a guess at what his email address might be and then held my breath in optimistic hope he would get back to me.

Luckily for me I found my hero.  Mr Remes 100% delivered on his blog bio claim, while everyone else I had spoken to could do nothing to help me he looked at my case with some evident human emotion and understanding.

I understand your worry and frustration very well; I would feel the same if this had happened to me in Australia. I try to find a solution by talking to my superiors. I’ll get back to you when I have answers.

And he did, the very next day

Finnair has now evaluated your personal situation vs. occurred ticket contract breach. Finnair is a friendly airline of the Northern skies so we have decided to assist you in as much as we can. Our ticketing expert will be in contact with you later today for the required arrangements.

I got a call later that day, the rep was extremely helpful – got me back onto to my original flights with only a small admin charge to pay.  He also mentioned to me that Mr Remes had been instrumental in resolving my situation and had even taken the time to clear it with superiors in Sydney to override this strict rule.  I considered myself to be a pretty lucky girl.  The news made me so, so happy and meant I could appreciate my time with my family and not have to be the one spoiling the celebrations with bad news.  For that I am extraordinary grateful.

So, this post is a thank you to Finnair and especially Mr Marku Remes.  It is refreshing to experience a company can look beyond rules and conditions to consider the human situation surrounding them, plus go beyond the call of duty to help that person out.

I also have to say that my flights home were all utterly smooth and other than British Airways delaying my bag in Heathrow Terminal 5 I had no problems whatsoever.  I even quite enjoyed the chicken meatballs for dinner.

Remember the yoghurt pot?

I also recognise how fortunate I am that my error was able to be resolved.  We make so many decisions in life without taking the time to think them through.  I should have at least checked with the airline before making assumptions it would be fine.  Not for the first time Finland has reminded me to take the time to think things through before rushing into something. So Finland, Finnair and Marku Remes, thank you – you rock.

What a palmist, the Finnish and some mouldy yoghurt taught me about looking after me and my world.

Those who know me well know that I have a bit of a thing about Clairvoyants, getting my tarot cards read, positive spirituality – that sort of thing.  I don’t take it too seriously, I think it’s just part of my fascination with the future and I find it gives me a bit of a positivity boost about what might be around the corner when life feels a bit tough at times.

The Palmist

This Saturday the temptation of the spiritual strip at Paddington Markets was just too much for me and I decided to give palm reading a try for the first time.  I excitedly sat down next to the grey haired Nanna wondering what spiritual insights she would feed my future obsession with, but after 2 minutes it dawned on me that, unfortunately,  she was by far and away the craziest lady I have ever spoken to.  I started to feel a little uncomfortable about parting with my  hard earned cash in exchange for her ramblings.  Ramblings which were for the first 5 minutes mainly her telling me completely incoherent stories about nothing.  But just as I got that sinking uncomfortable feeling in my stomach that I’d made a bad choice her focus shifted well and truly onto me.  And it got pretty intense.

She shared several visions as she scrawled across the markings on my hands with a cheap biro.  Some good, some pretty exciting and some a bit scary if I am honest.  (Watch me always belt up in taxis from now on, apparently I may break my arm in an accident at some point.)

The thing that really stuck with me the most, mainly due to the terrifying ugly face she pulled to make her point, was a clear message from her that I didn’t learn how to slow down and give my mind some meditation and calm, by the time I’m 50 I will end up a mad lady who can only sit, stare and gibber (hence the need for the awful facial demonstration).  She was deadly serious as she delivered this message and the traumatising thought is one I have been pondering over ever since.

The Finnish

Coincidentally, I also stumbled across this report later on this weekend via Core77.

Entitled ‘The politics of happiness‘, Written for WWF Finland by Demos Helsinki.  It is a manifesto that has some well thought out ideas, which I think extend far beyond Finnish life.

Each idea and thought towards living a happier life is presented and then given an action plan in the form of recommended changes to government policy that will promote well-being in Finland through a more sustainable lifestyle.

It’s pretty long – but an absolutely fascinating read.  There are a lot of truly interesting points for me that could inspire many more blog posts.  But the point that resonated with me most was about the bad choices we make in our lives to live faster, save time, get short term fixes for happiness and, what the true consequences of our actions are for us and for our planet.

In a world that revolves around work and income, the consumption race has no finish line. Striving for happiness through increased capacity to consume is like urinating in one’s trousers on a cold winter day: it only provides a fleeting moment of warmth. The pressure to increase our capacity to consume even dominates our free time, which is spent buying things. Productivity increases and we fill our homes with purchases that provide only momentary joy. Our lives are divided between work and free-time, or making money and then spending the money we have made. There is no room for genuine free time.

Reading this, still in the fairly disturbed mindset the Palmist had left me made me wonder if I, and probably many of us, are victims of exactly this?

The Mouldy Yoghurt

It made me think about an incident that occurred in the kitchen at work a few weeks back.  When I do something wrong and someone pulls me up for it it really plays on my mind.  I was in a rush (as always) to make breakfast in the morning, while I was doing this  I noticed I’d left some yoghurt in the fridge.  Probably a good few weeks ago, so was likely to be really rank and nasty by now.  I grabbed it and without thinking chucked it in the the bin.

“You could have recycled that.” I was slightly taken aback by my colleague’s comment – but she was right.  It would have taken me 3o seconds longer to rinse it and recycle it,  but because I was so obsessed with the fact I had no time I was purely focused on the fastest way to throw away the yoghurt anything other than putting it in the bin didn’t even cross my mind.  Recycling one yoghurt pot might not make a massive amount of difference, but it still matters in the long term.

When pressed for time, we often make poor decisions regarding food, clothing and housing, as well as happiness.

I am sure I am not alone, thousands of people every day make bad choices only to save them time.  Time which for me, is saved only to then work harder, longer and the by product is we consume or waste more.  Referring back to the Finnish report.

Living slower, being happier makes us happier and kinder to the planet that we live on.

So, what has it all taught me?

I fear I may sound a little preachy here.  But these are my personal out-takes, I hope you can benefit from them too.

  • Really make sure you are making the time to think about your personal priorities.
  • Every choice you make has an impact on you and our world.  These decisions deserve some consideration about what you are sacrificing before you just ‘do’.
  • Always consider your own wellbeing and your planet’s day to day and try to learn to recognise when you’re not.
  • It might not be feasible to always live like this – but at least its worth giving it a try.

So, even thought she was a bit nuts – I think my impulse Palmist reading was absolutely worth 30 bucks. (I got a discount for being over 25).  Even if just for the entertainment value of some of her wild stories, like me being Julius Caeser’s private belly dancer in a former life!   She also had some other quite interesting thoughts on my future…  However, on a serious note,  the fact she made me stop, focus on being in that moment with her and as a result she has influenced my future path with some valuable lessons for a healthier happier me make it an absolute sound investment.  From today I’m on a mission to ensure I am still in sound mind and coherent on my 50th birthday.  I might not always do the right thing, but at least now I am consciously thinking instead of always  jumping straight in, plus – I’ve started recycling.

photo credit: By JeffreyFClark