WE have to be out the apartment-hotel at 11am. Margaret did all the packing and sorting last night so there’s no panic.
After breakfast we go to the foyer and arrange a taxi to take us to the ferry port where we chill for an hour or so after checking in.
It’s a smooth, two-hour Baltic crossing to Tallinn where we fend off a pushy unofficial taxi driver. Another comes along and says he’s ‘official’ but turns out he’s not. He’s a nice guy and very helpful but nearly 50 euros for what I suspect is a 15-20 euro leaves a sour taste. We have too much stuff and are too tired to argue.
Our apartment is three floors up and there’s no lift. We bump onto a Scottish guy at the entrance who’s having problems unlocking his key safe – perhaps a result of too much to drink – and help him out then get to our place and chill for a while.
It’s after 7pm when we venture out into the old to find some dinner. The place we’d planned to go has a pretty poor and over-pried menu so we wander around a while and find a reasonably priced sports. Bar ≠ and unlikely place for a decent meal but we decided to give it a try.
We both order fillet steak at under 20 euro a pop. Expectations are low, but it turns out to be one the best and most enjoyable steaks I’ve ever had, regardless of cost.
Next stop is a 24-hour supermarket for some breakfast supplies then we pop into a rock/metal bar Bar Bar…a new location for the place – I played a show for them in another location pre-covid…and the owner, Mad, had previously promoted a show for me at a venue called Rockstars (sadly no longer there) which was one of my best and favourite shows ever!
We walk into the place and are immediately greeted like royalty! Mad isn’t around, but the other folks remember us!
