
My trip to Tallinn was not at all what I expected. And mainly because I decided to do the Chill-Out walking tour. I met a rather drunken American, a group of Australian guys, a woman just finished teaching English in Japan and made her way across Asia and Russia, and a woman from Canada that had just divorced her husband, quit her job, and is now traveling around the world for a year. Also, my tour leader was a total hippie. The Chill-Out walking tour is run by young people who have an information tent set up, and it's connected some how with some Tallinn hostels. I don't do walking tours often... or really ever, but this one sounded cool and I wanted to learn about the city. It was so random. Our leader started out by playing a song on the guitar that she'd written while in the woods somewhere. Then we learned some about the history and some about her family. Since it was cold out, we stopped for about an hour for coffee and tea. We all thought the tour was over, but she was like, 'you guys wanna learn more?' Sure, why not? It was totally worth it, just to go to the look out point.


After another hour of walking and education, our leader ended the tour with a bongo solo. I've decided all tours should end this way.
Afterwards, I went with the other women on the tour to an Estonian restaurant/rock club. I had a very exciting meal of lentils and local mushrooms. Then we met back up with the male half of the tour group. First we went to the 'Tent party', celebrating the last day of the Chill Out walking tour information tent. I got to meet other Estonians, and we played the most random, awesome game ever. I can't really describe it, and I don't think everyone appreciated it, but we are totally playing when I get back. Then we went to a karaoke bar. My first karaoke experience in my whole life, and it was in Tallinn. Because I'd gotten up at 4:30 that morning, it was then time for bed.

On my last day, I had a bit of time before heading back to the airport. I went to the Russian market. This was the only time I did think Tallinn was a little scary. Not that it really was dangerous, I just didn't take any pictures because it didn't really feel like a tourist kind of place. A bit later a ran into the drunken American and the Australian guys while looking at Communist and Nazi paraphernalia. They just HAD to show me the ceiling in their hostel, and it actually was a cool ceiling. It seemed to be made out of a jelly substance.
Then it was time to get the plane back to Germany.
I love you Estonia! I would totally go back...someday.
3 comments:
So does that officially make you a hardcore traveler?
No...I think I need to go somewhere non EU to qualify (other than Switzerland). Or travel for more than a couple weeks at a time. Then I could get the 'Hardcore Traveler' membership card.
WOW, that was a lot cooler than I was expecting. Estonia!
Woot.
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