Teeny, tiny Tallinn - the town that 300,000* term theirs. Tourist-thronged, true, though totally typical throughout. Though this, the third* town that these tired travellers took to traversing, tellingly touched them thus:
Phew! Terribly taxing that! Tallinn was a charming little place, compact and quaint, making a pleasant contrast to St Petersburg's ornate grandeur. The capital of Estonia, it boasts a beautifully preserved medieval old town, complete with cobbled streets, walls, towers and a bustling Town Hall square. A traditional market was in full swing during our visit, selling handmade woollen and wooden goods, among other things.
We were mostly content to just wander aimlessly and absorb the atmosphere (it was certainly nice to leave the tour-group-sheep feeling behind), and indeed there wasn't a great deal else to do. Naturally, we made time to sample some of the local food and drink - an interesting fried cheese concoction, sausages, black bread and a local honey beer (quite sweet, funnily enough!)
* Some poetic licence was taken here in order to maintain the ambitious and potentially ill-advised alliteration. Hence, these figures are not, in the truest sense of the word, accurate.