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£25 Easyjet to Estonia

We arrived at the Standstead and did what you do at airports – wait around. The nerves danced around in my stomach as I tried to come to terms with the reality of it all. Sarah, as usual, was alive with the excitement she always was when we started our travels. Eventually we fought our way onto the Easy Jet 737 and found our seats. As the front of the plane lifted and the rumbling of the wheels stopped, indicating we were airborne, I wondered when we’d be back on UK soil. The thought scared me a little.
We walked out of Tallin airport and jumped the local bus into town. We were both buzzing. We’d been on countless holidays together and travelled through dozens of cities, but somehow this was different. This was “the” trip, the one we’d planned for, our trip of a lifetime. We both wore Cheshire-Cat smiles that didn’t even fade when we got lost. After a few left and rights we were in our £7 a night hostel, and it was great, an eight-bed dorm with en-suite bathroom and a Jacuzzi.
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After dumping our ridiculously heavy bags we went exploring. We ate noodles and watched old DVDs – we felt like real travellers. Not tourists or holidaymakers – travellers!
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Posted by asprey 08:31 Archived in Estonia Comments (0)

Change of Plan

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We had a lie in, which is not an easy thing to do in an eight-bed dorm. A short city tour took up most of the day.
95n787063744.._-_Copy.jpg The old city was gorgeous, narrow streets, castles and cobbled roads.
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Then we headed back to the hostel for noodles and a lesson in how strange some travellers really can be. We had a crash course from a Kiwi girl in a shell suit that talked all the way through “I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry”. She was to become the first freak of many.
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After months of planning we changed our route on day one. Everyone we spoke to said Finland-Helsinki is a bit of a waist of time, 6 hours on a ferry for not a lot of anything. So we decided to go to St Petersburg instead. The only problem is that our visas was for a border entry to Moscow, not St Pete’s, and we’d heard all sorts of horror stories about the Russian’s throwing people out of the country for having incorrect visas. We decided to play dumb at the border, not hard when you really don’t know what you’re doing. Worst case we have to miss St Pete’s and talk our way onto a Moscow train. Or spend the next 2 weeks avoiding showers in a Russian prison!

Posted by asprey 08:35 Archived in Estonia Comments (0)

Exploring Tallin

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To the beach! – Despite the coast being surrounded by heavy industry and docklands we heard there was one. We past the memorial to the Tallin ferry disaster and headed into the streets of real Estonia. High rise flats and wooden buildings that had seen better days. After an hour and 30 minutes walking, we found the beach. We were surprised how nice it was, expecting it to be more industrial.
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Five degrees with slight drizzle wasn’t exactly beach weather so we ate our sandwiches sat on large damp rocks, which took me back to the ‘how to avoids haemorrhoids’ lecture my granddad had given me when I was 12.
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We then jumped the tram to the new town. After ten minutes of walking past modern shops and mega malls we headed back to the old town.
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At 10:30pm we were on the train to St Petersburg. How would we cope on a train for 9 hours?

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