I never preferred to end
up at erstwhile state of Soviet like Estonia and it never had its name on my
must see list but then my Aunt who were in conference at Tallinn called me and
asked whether I would like to visit the city of Estonia. Although I never had
an intention to mark my way there but it was a free trip so I agreed with the
same and landed half heartedly within the gulf of the city.
After ending up here I
walked straight into my hotel room and from its window I started glaring at the
site of the town and all I witnessed was Grey skies, Grey buildings and desolate
streets which were same as I have expected the town to be.
But then a quaint view of
red tiled spires elevating the vacant shore and its vibrant charms suddenly
made me think was I really correct concluding the features of this town.
The
Old Town
As my aunt was working
hard at the conference I decided to visit the Old town which is one of the
renowned gothic towns in the world. As I was walking at Viru Street where I
witnessed pair of enormous towers gave me an impression like I was walking into
heart of departed era.
After that I made my way
towards the lights of Town hall which was addressed my flee of market square
and air cafes as I was walking curiously to see the surroundings I heard
tourist guide telling his group that the present site had observe a testimonial
execution of priest who was be headed for assassinating the waitress in the
late 1600s.
I convinced myself to walk
with this guide so I ran after him, since he was guiding his tourist towards
the Orthodox Alexander Nevski Cathedral which is an eternal 19th
century domed church and it can be considered as city’s tourist symbol.
But
the groups he was guiding did not really appreciate the cathedral as it marks
the history of soviet oppression so they start mumbling. Minutes later he hoard
inside the towering spire and I followed him as he continued to preach that the
13th century Olaf's church was the tallest structure in the world
till a couple of centuries ago. Although the century old spires have been
frequently tramped by lighting which in turn had led to the downfall of its
height, but I was fortunate enough to glide through the top of the tower and
the view from there was just awe inspiring.
After
we measured the height of the century old cathedral it was time for us to end
up at ex-KGB Estonian headquarters outside the Old Town where our guide
dramatically started explaining the history and importance of it. Minute later we all stood outside the
gigantic Hotel Viru. Where they explained that very rooms within the line was
monitored by the KGB.
The Singing Revolution
During
evening I went to visit the song festival ground with my aunt. As she stuck
around corned, I took an initiative to see it as the local guy there mentioned
that the ground is home to more than 30,000 music artistes. The beginning of
singing revolution or the patriot started in 1980s encouraging Estonia's
liberation from Russia.
After
seeing an arena of singing revolution next day I travelled down to Old Town
Square, Tallinn and sat in a café enjoying the beauty of nature. After some
minute waiter knocked in with menu where I could clearly see the pamphlet where
there were many cultural calls and below it there was list of 250 cultural
events, marking Tallinn's Culture Calls which definitely relates the mind that
Europe had many reasons to celebrate the eve of cultural and its continuous
celebration made it Europe's Cultural Capital for the year and while chilling
in I realised it was not me who enjoying the venture but it was Tallinn who was
also enjoying the fest.
Highlights
Museum
of Occupations: It looks to trace the history of Soviet and Nazi regimes.
Kadriorg
Palace: Summer slot of Tsar half of the portion is closed to the public and it
is occupied by the office of the president.
Open
Air Museum: it is an open arena of
Estonian rural architecture from the Tsarist era.
Getting
around: Tallinn is a well connected city and you look to reach anywhere with
the help of trams, trolleybuses or taxis.
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