Wednesday, May 02, 2012

Rochelle Rochelle Part 4: Taking it to Tallinn

When I left Milan, it was sunny and in the 70s (low 20s for you Celsius types). When the plane landed in Tallinn, it was raining and damn near freezing. An hour later, and the rain was snow, melting as soon as it landed. Two hours later and the snow was heavy but beginning to stick. And that's where the erotic journey began. OK, not really. But I get bored writing about weather.

What really happened was that I went on a bit of a bar crawl. Not the original intention, but it took me 4 bars (with a tasty dinner in between) before I found one that wasn't stag central. As an American woman on the walking tour said, "it was the best guy-girl ratio I've ever had." My mileage varied. Considerably.

But the national art gallery was cool, fulfilling my personal criteria: lots of good local artists I've never seen and one contemporary artist that was total crap. Of course, it wouldn't be a travel post without lots of photos!

Next Up: I learn that Latvians are sure as shit not working on Easter. Or any days vaguely close to Easter.


Steve Cook said...

I enjoyed your erotic journey to Winterfell and support your decision to take the black.

Re: Your Finnish Drinking partners.

Don't you always finish drinking??

Thank you, I'll be here all night.

jtingermany said...

It's funny you should mention Winterfell. I did wake up with a wolf on my bed and unable to feel my legs.