Well, that about concludes it, so -- until the next time..
As a result of a drun^H^H^H^Hrandom idea, we gathered some people from the active ranks and headed out to visit Tallinn's heavy nightlife -- or at least to see if any exists.
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| Juha and Kahis checking out the duty free catalog in the boat's bar on the way there. |
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| Jensku feeling seasick and thomas keeping her company. |
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| Having lunch after arrival. |
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| In between stuff we went bowling. We'd been sitting in the HD Bar for some hours and the touch to sports wasn't that good, but we boewled on for some 45minutes.. |
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| Pizzeria with funny name. |
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| Made it to HR Tanker which was supposed to be the heavy joint in town. Unfortunately it was taken over that night by some dumb-and-basser technoheads. So we moved on.. |
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| At dinnertime, somebody put something in my drink. Some kind of crazyjuice I think it was. |
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| Or maybe it was the hat? |
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| Definitely the hat. |
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| After suffering a minor setback at Tanker, we followed the advise of a friendly bartender down at the HD Bar and went to see a live show. This place was called the Guitar Safari, a very cosy middlesize bar somewhere in the old town. |
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| The beer was inexpensive and good, so why not have a few more.. |
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| ..and more.. |
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| ..and more :) |
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| Kahis the Pahis - the only one of use inspected by the customs on the way home. |
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| Planning for the next move, which would turn out quite what we expected.. |
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| In the meanwhile Thomas gave a live performance of his own. Mikaaaas siina.. |
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| Notice the number of drinks each person has :-) Go Juha.. |
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| Tha band played bluesy rock. |
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| I was a bit slow with camera, but let me tell you, this woulda been a really nice picture had I got a frontal shot. |
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| The music was getting heavier towards the end of the gig, or maybe it was the drinks, but I started to enjoy it a lot. |
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| (as well as the audience) |
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| Back at the table.. |
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| A quickie tango or something before preparing to leave.. |
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| But we had yet another round. |
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| The gang, happy as kids on Christmas. I recall not what was taking place. The evening continued from here undocumented, but let's just say some chess-playing and arm wrestling took place in a weird underground bar. We were trying to get to this other place where people said a heavier band was playing, but we never got there. Also I personally got lost after another trip to the THD Bar, being tossed out, trying to get to yet another bar with some local people and shit.. at some point I pulled over a cab and headed for our Lodging at the Express hotel. |
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| But hell, back at our base, the crowd were still up too, drinking some more. So well, I opened a can and joined them. |
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| Iiro's attempt to call someone with the floor phone failed miserably. All glory for a brave try, though. |
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| We moved to the lounge in downstairs, but tiredness was building up and soon went to bed. |
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| Our camp on the boat back home. |
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| Thomas destroyed his hard earned souvenirs. |
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The owner of this pair of feet wasn't thrilled about it.
Well, that about concludes it, so -- until the next time.. |