The namesake of these wooden houses is more or less that they are old. Otherwise, there is really nothing breathtaking about them. We walked through the winding streets filled with these houses, but in the end, all they were was little wooden houses.
We arrived in Helsinki so that we could take a ferry to the Baltic Republics. Helsinki is an interesting mix of cultures. This is the first place in Northern Europe where we began to see Russian architecture and Orthodox churches. It is a nice city, but so are many others.