I’m off to Sydney next week so this will probably be my last post for a little while. I did want to post about my side trip to Tallinn last weekend though.
First up – Tallinn – what a beautiful city. Having been living in Mersin where there is a population of just under 1 million people spending a few days in the relative calm of this Estonian city was a real pleasure. The people were lovely. The food was great (yes of course there was bacon) and the traffic was downright pleasant. I mean people stopped for you on pedestrian crossings! I know!!!
But why was I in Tallinn? Yes? … Well …
As you all know Daughter is my very spoilt princess and I do tend to give her overly elaborate birthday presents. You may also recall that Daughter has a love for the band 5 Seconds of Summer and believes, in her heart, that the bass player is the man of her dreams. I have mentioned to you before as well that I thought George Michael was the man of my dreams and we all know how wrong I was about that. Anyway as 5SOS (and practically any other band in the world) refuse to come to Istanbul to play a concert I looked for the cheapest alternative and that alternative just so happened to be in Tallinn, Estonia therefore Daughter and I travelled to Tallinn for her birthday present – tickets to 5SOS.
I knew nothing about Tallinn or Estonia. I assumed it was part of Russia. I thought it would be cold. I thought I would have to eat horse or blood sausage (there was blood sausage for breakfast but I did not partake). One thing I will say is that it was still light at midnight! Crazy!
Arriving on the Friday morning we immediately walked over to the Old Town to get our tourist on. Tallinn dates back to the 13th century when a castle was built by the Crusaders and developed into a large city full of opulent public buildings and merchants’ houses. Today the Old Town forms part of UNESCO World Heritage List as one of the best preserved medieval cities surviving today. The Old Town is one of those places where you can just get lost wandering through the winding, cobblestone streets … and that’s just what we did. We also made a visit to Fat Margaret and Kiek in de Kok – seriously who makes these names up – before finding a restaurant and indulging in bacon burgers for the both of us.
Saturday morning came around and Daughter was chomping at the bit to be dropped off at the stadium to meet her friends and line up for sound check so I left her there while I found some similarly bored parental guardian types who were also waiting patiently for their children. We went on the hunt for a bar where we settled in for a natter and a few bevies. I arrived back at the stadium at 4 just in time to go inside and watch the band do their warm up before answering a few questions asked by the screaming fans. I could feel a migraine coming on (perhaps I had had one glass too many). Daughter had a front row, centre seat during sound check and nearly collapsed when Michael (the lead guitarist) noticed her t-shirt. He pointed her t-shirt out to Calum (the bass guitarist and the man of her dreams) who laughed but sadly did not speak to her (the t-shirt was of Calum pulling a funny face).
The concert itself was not as elaborate compared to the concert at Wembley last year. I assume that it is too much to bring the whole she-bang with them while travelling around Europe. They played a mix of their old stuff and a lot off their new album. I laugh as I write this because of course these kids are fecking 20! Their old stuff! Give me a fecking break! Daughter was happy though and that’s all that matters.
Returning to our hotel I went upstairs but Daughter stayed in the lobby – did I mention that we were staying at the same hotel as 5SOS? And Adam Lambert. And Brian May. Wasn’t intentional but it was a definite bonus. I caught the lift up with Brian May. I was very cool. Smiled but didn’t go “Oh My God! It’s Brian May!!!” Anyway Brian May (who was also at the 5SOS concert) arrived back there at around 2am and said “don’t hold your breath for the band to come back anytime soon” but she held out. The concierge rang me at 4 and said that Daughter had fallen asleep in the lobby. Could I come and get her please. Poor darling. She got up again that morning at 8 and went back down to the lobby but, sadly, they didn’t come downstairs to meet any of their fans. I felt bad for Daughter but at least she was inside. Outside the weather had taken a turn and it was bloody freezing. Fans in tiny shorts and t-shirts were jumping up and down and squealing but I am pretty sure it was because they trying to increase their body temperature and not because they were going to catch pneumonia.
So that was my weekend in Tallinn, Estonia. I would thoroughly recommend a visit to Tallinn if you ever find yourself having a sneaky getaway. Lovely spot. And they have bacon. Lots of bacon.
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