Tere hommikust (good morning!). It's Sunday morning, and Tallinn is very quiet. I've had my breakfast of toasted leib (rye bread, many varieties of which can be bought here) with lingonberry jam, and coffee, and Barbara's doing her morning stretches.
Later we'll walk up to the Vannalinn (Old Town) area shown in the photo to the right; Barbara's meeting some other dance/movement therapists visiting from Germany at her university (ulikooli) office (photo on the left), and I'm going to explore some of the churches which should still be open towards the end of their Sunday morning services--including St. Olav's (St. Olaf's) Church, the one in the top center of the photo, with the tall tower (said to have been the tallest building in the world in the 13th century)....
(Writing again, Monday, from a kohvik or cafe in Old Town, part of a small theater complex Barbara found the other day, where a few local folks are slurping their supid or soup while browsing their laptops, connected with the ubiquitous wi-fi, pronounced wee-fee here)...Yes, I did get to St. Olav's after dropping Barbara off for her meeting, and enjoyed the music at the second service which started mid-day when I arrived. The loosely-Lutheran Estonians, by which here I mean the ethnic, Estonian-speaking Estonians, are said not to be particularly observant about church, less so than the Russian-Estonians about their Russian Orthodoxy, so I was surprised to find the music at the church supplied by a large, youthful choir whose voices filled the large sanctuary.
And that's all for the moment, from the house-spouse half of your foreign correspondents (Bruce)
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