After docking we had to wait some time to disembark but once we were able to get into the EU passport queue all was plain-sailing, or rather, fast-walking as we dashed to the Town Hall Square to pick up a free English guided tour of the Old Town at noon. Our guide, Celia, did a splendid job relating not only aspects of ancient history but also of more recent deliverance from Soviet oppression. Well worth the tip.
|The memorial at Freedom Square|
Our next stop was at Freedom Square where there is a rather hideous looking monument to the nation's rather rare periods of independence which, we were told, were just as fragile as the monument itself.
|Alexander Nevsky Cathedral|
|A splendid view over the city|
|Me and my new artist friend!|
For some strange reason it seemed appropriate to eat a seafood pizza for dinner, what with being on the sea, and so after waiting an age for a table I sat down and sampled the Italian equivalent of squid on toast. To say that it was particularly palatable would be an over-statement. Edible, yes, but not particularly palatable. Apparently the freshly caught stuff is not quite so tough and I imagine that wrestling with the thing before it was dead might also be easier. Still, we put these things down to experience and to the list of things that ought not to be found on a pizza, we happily add octopus.
|Town Hall Square|
I managed finally to obtain my printed copy of the rules and regulations concerning banned items and, sure enough, the list read: "Weapons, Explosives, Drugs, Heaters ..." I must confess I had never realised they were quite so dangerous. The chap on the information desk was really most helpful and pleasant - but he was an Estonian, from Tallinn, a city I would very much like to revisit.