Estonia came soon enough as I trucked north. The borders are still there from times when they were controlled, but now the buildings are unmanned and you can shoot straight through. It’s handy, but I also think we’ve lost something as a result – it’s almost an anticlimax.

The old town is very pretty. I nearly didn’t find it as I ended up on the ring road. I could only find one coffee shop, but they did have WiFi so I could get my bearings and find a hostel. Right in the centre of the old town, bike parking and €14 for the night. Can’t grumble at that!

The city is lit up at night, but I didn’t take my phone as I left it charging – hence no night photos. Trust me, it’s lovely! This morning I went for a long walk to the indoor markets, full of antique stalls selling ex-soviet miliaria. Tallinn is a sleepy city and despite showing signs with opening hours of 10am-6pm, at 10:45 most places are still closed!

Hey ho, it saves me money I suppose, but I did rather fancy the Walther PPK in the window – I bet it still works too!

I climbed up the Oleviste church tower for a photo of the city instead.