I don't have enough time to come up with a more interesting title.
So, as you may have guessed, I'm now in Estonia. Tallinn, the capital, is quite nice. We're staying right near the Old Town and everything is cobblestoned and medieval. Very cool. We're going to be dorky tourists and go to one of the medieval themed restaurants where everyone is dressed up and you can order bear or boar or elk and stuff like that. And they do sword fights. oooh!
I totally should have written while I was in St. Petersburg, I don't know why I didn't. We stayed at a really nice little hostel just a stone throw's away from the Winter Palace. And they had free internet that I totally didn't abuse like I should have. Alas, I was too busy sightseeing and soaking up culture. What was I thinking? Everything was gorgeous there, very European. Went to the Hermitage twice, what an amazing museum. I can't imagine living in such a huge place. I mean, palaces are beautiful and stunning and all that, but they must have been so inconvenient to live in. How would you ever find anyone?
We got a bit of a surprise on our second last day. I was checking the exact time our bus left on the 25th, only to notice that we'd actually booked it for the 24th. Which meant we were scheduled to leave in 2 hours. After we got past the shock, we figured there was nothing we could do but miss our bus and buy new tickets. So we went down to the bus station the next morning to buy tickets. There was no one that spoke English, only a bit of Spanish, so we used the smattering we could remember and bought tickets. We couldn't go overnight anymore because that meant we would reach the border after midnight and our visas would have expired. Apparently they're pretty strict. Don't want to mess with those Russians.
Eek, time's up! I'll try to write soon.