I remember the first day in Tallinn as if through the not very transparent film; the flight, although not very long, didn’t work very well, and I felt slightly dizzy. I managed to make a short walk in the downtown (it was in a hundred meters from the hotel). It wasn’t even a walk ‘in’ the downtown, it was the walk through an entire downtown; it’s a very tiny one, to the extend that they can rename it into downtinytown. But very nice anyway, a strange cocktail of the scenes from the very archaic, Soviet and the most contemporary times.
That’s not me taking picture, but I guess I looked very similar (except the jacket was black); I wonder if someone is now downloading the picture of me taking this very picture.
Few more pictures of mine can be found in Tallinn’11 set.