This word has a lot of meaning, when thinking of our trip to Estonia over New Years. It was the first time for me in an Eastern European country, apart from Hungary (visit Budapest, it’s lovely!), while Mr. Schön is an expert when it comes to Latvia, Lithuania and Estonia, thanks to his good old couchsurfing days. From the old days, he still has a friend living in Tallinn, whom I had met on a visit in Düsseldorf. So, when we were trying to decide where to escape this years New Years, (we always try to be somewhere else on this time of year, it is the best tradition!) Tallinn was soon on the table.
|A sign inside a winestore|
I had seen pictures of it's beautiful little streets, all covered in
snow and heard of Estonia's famous countrysides. You have
to know, compared to our part in Germany, Estonia is
basically empty. A small population in a still rather wild and
rough environment. Well, not in Tallinn.
Tallinn is a city with great opportunities to go shopping and
do all sorts of leisure activity.
When we arrived, it was bitter cold , -10° and hurray - snowy.
My first impressions were: comfortable and cute airport, a
funny and friendly language, reminding me of Finnish and
Astrid Lindgren books.
|Mr. Schön in our beautiful breakfast place|
|Submarine at Seaplane Harbour Museum|
|Seaplane Harbour Tallinn|
If you visit Estonia you can go here with your kids, they will love it. The whole museum gives you an underwater feeling and there is a whole corner with games for the kids. Although... being a war-hating German I have to say that I would have wished a more critical discussion of the whole idea of war, but maybe that is just my point of view.
A special treat was the drive to a part of the History Museum, or let’s say the backyard of it, as there is a dump of Lenin statues, decaying in the dirt. In the revolution and the fight for independence, the Estonians had apparently just taken them there and dumped. Instead of giving them space in a museum, as some countries might have done, the message is very clear. I liked the intensity of all the former images of masculine and political power rotting in the rain, highly symbolic.
|Lenin in the Rain|
New Year’s 2014/2015 can definitely keep up with our New Year’s two years ago in the quiet Swiss Alps. Although it was far from quiet in a way. Taavi and Maali, two friends of our friends, are the proud owners of a happy-Hippies- in-the-wood kind of cabin and – a great honour for us – invited us over for their annual New Year’s party. (The picture in the top shows the cabin in the background.)
|Tanel and Mr. Schön in front of the pond we jumped into after sauna|
|Above mentioned pond again. You can see the little hole Tanel cut into the ice|
|I loved the homemade chandelier in the tree. Isn't it beautiful?|
We were the only non-Eestis there and I was a bit nervous, like always when you meet a bunch of friends of friends and you don’t want to wreck it for them… Everything was perfect though. People in Estonia are especially one thing: welcoming. Teretulnud. I felt like home all the time and it was a whole new feeling for me, to be in a room full of people, not speaking their language, not understanding what they were talking about most of the time, but still feeling as being part of it. It was weird, I followed the conversations and took in all the emotions without understanding most of it. Don’t let me be misunderstood, people spoke plenty with us and their English is really good, so communication was not a problem. But even when Ded Moroz (Father Frost) listened to all kinds of Estonian poems and songs and people made jokes in their warm-hearted language I felt like a part of it. (And I am wondering whether Ded Moroz is supposed to make all kinds of sexual remarks or if this was just an interpretation of our host, Taavi… ;-)
Sauna is a big thing in Estonia, the cabin for example, doesn’t have a shower or a bath, cleaning happens in the Sauna. When I had told my colleagues of how I intend to spend New Years among Estonians in a Sauna in the middle of the forest and jumping into a whole cut into the ice of a pond… well you should have seen their faces. But that is exactly what it was like and it was fantastic.
And Mr. Schön was also happy, because he could outlive his passion for handcraft with Leho and Tanel. They built a machine to cut any kind of shape you design in the computer out of wood or metal. Pretty cool. With a name too complicated for me to remember. Well, I took a lot of pictures, so I was not fully focused…
|A lamp in Café Josephine|
I bet there is an old folk song about how Estonia is always in your heart, no matter where you go and this is how I feel today. I hope we will see each other again. Aitäh.
|Above the roofs of Tallinn|
|Even the cheese packaging was beautiful|
|Fordi, Liis' cat. He's adorable, I feel in love immediately.|
|Tallinn, Old Town|