Woke up to bright blue sky and sunshine and little wind. Lene was sleeping so I made myself some coffee and went for a walk around the Olympic harbour.
Having cooked breakfast and taken my bicycle to the nearby store for a 'drivetrain clean' we ventured into the Old Town, taking advantage of the cheaper 'book' of bus tickets that the Swedish biker had told us about rather than paying the driver. With the good weather there were crowds of people in the city. We had deliberately not taken a map - instead opting to wander and discover the city be chance.
As usual I was hungry and having toured various cafes restaurants we settled on a traditional Estonian establishment, opting for the Estonian Sausage Feast. It was indeed a feast and most of it was bagged up and taken with us - the idea being to have a cooked breakfast of sausage, egg and beans on the morrow.
We continued to explore and gradually discovered all that Tallinn has to offer - craft shops, narrow cobbled streets, churches and other historic buildings, posing for photographs and making important decisions such as where to eat dinner tomorrow. For me, Tallin had much more to offer than Riga, though in fairness to the Latvian capital I did not make much of an effort to explore it.
Following a bus ride back to the marina it was time for grocery shopping to ensure our breakfast feast went off as planned. We returned to the tent where the wind had died down and were under a crystal clear sky. I slept well.
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