In June 2012, I left for a grand journey to explore Scandinavia: 5 countries, 8 cities, and a countless numbers of boat rides and road trips. I ate strange foods, hiked mountains and glaciers, and met up with friends old and new. This post is from part of that trip. 

Beach on the Baltic Sea. Fields of strawberries and green onions. An 100C degree wet Russian sauna. Homemade borscht. Smoked fish. Books on rainy days. Card games with grandmother. Fireplace oven. Lazy afternoons. Biking on the beach. Sunbathing under the pine tree. Starting a fire. Roasting marshmallows.

For as long as I could remember, I never fussed about birthdays. But when I found myself turning a year older in Scandinavia, I wanted to treat myself to something. So there I was, spending my 22^nd birthday at a beachside cottage on the Baltic Sea. And it was perfect.

In June 2012, I left for a grand journey to explore Scandinavia: 5 countries, 8 cities, and a countless numbers of boat rides and road trips. I ate strange foods, hiked mountains and glaciers, and met up with friends old and new. This post is from part of that trip. You can read more of my trip through the Nordic here. 

I left Stockholm last night on the overnight ferry to Tallinn. The adventure continues!

As far as Old Towns go, Tallinn’s was my favourite out of all the historic city centers I’ve visited on this Scandinavia trip. I liked its pastel colors, its quaint shops, and its narrow alleyways. Compact but large enough to spend a whole morning in, the Old Town served as my playground on more than one morning. Most of the time, I let myself wander through its intersecting cobblestone paths, never caring if I got lost and getting delighted when I found myself in front of a church or a tower I have yet to visit.