We’re in Tartu, Estonia, up to our usual tricks—at least eight hours of walking today, looking at an intriguing variety of architecture.
We saw a leaning building (where a tree apparently grew out of HOB’s head).
And how could we miss the upside-down house?
The Snail tower dominates Tartu’s skyline.
And everywhere tactile street art made us fall in love.
We split a can of beans for dinner—–let’s hope our hostel room won’t be full of this much gas later tonight.
And speaking of flatulence: I haven’t had much time for the news, since we’ve been trotting around Estonia at top speed for three days, but I couldn’t avoid the screaming headlines that the 45th president just threatened to “totally destroy North Korea.” A quick google search tells me North Korea has more than 25 million residents, and Estonia has about 1.3, so basically President Cheetolini McRacistpants just suggested killing the population of like 20 Estonias.
Wish I could draw and big red line right though this whole horrific presidency.
More Estonia (and hopefully less Orange Flatulance-mouth) soon.