I tried various canned and on-tap local stuff, despite Elder Daughter's warnings. Let's just say I didn't find anything I liked.

Then on a boat-restaurant on the river in Turku, I asked the waiter what a beer lover should order. He brought me a pint of locally-brewed IPA, I've forgotten the name of the brewery, but it brought tears to my eyes. Charged me nine euros for it, mind. I suspect it's one of these citrussy beers you're talking about. A moving experience.

Up till then, I was started to think the best beer of the trip was the Oettinger I had on the Lufthansa flight. But my faith in humanity is restored.

_{It is rightly acknowledged that people of faith have no monopoly of virtue - Queen Elizabeth II}