Road to Tallin
Today is going to be a long day in the bus, transitioning from Russia to Estonia, accompanied by Anastasia. We are warned that crossing the border may take up to three hours. We set off, along the “fishbone highway” which was built with the help of the Turkish and so named because the giant arches overhead resemble fish bones. The countryside passes us by out the window; there are fields and houses of all shapes and sizes. A morning comfort stop is made at a roadside cafe. There is only one loo so it takes a while for us all to do our business. We buy ice creams and snacks. I get a fresh homemade egg & spring onion pasty thing like I had at Peterhof. It’s delicious. The Russian ice cream - whether freshly scooped into a waffle cone or purchased from a deep freezer - is delicious and cheap; we’ve had a few along the way. The man behind the counter is amused by us - and also had a profitable morning. Here we are at the border. There are several stages to en...