It's quite a sight to see the gradual creep of Greater Europe into the oddity that is Eesti, regardless of the party accountable for the phenomenon's landing and clearance of customs. These thoughts just spiraling up and around while sipping a new Estonian craft beer (a topic I am sure that I will cover at greater length very, very soon, and under the influence of very, very many of them) while being the lone occupant of a new bar in full Scandinavian-interior-decorating glory, transplanted into the unlikely and titillating context of a former (semi-former?) Soviet industrial complex. Gray bricks, fresh snow and barren trees on the outside, lampshadeless hanging retro bulbs and birch floors on the inside. Seeing as how Estonians claim (rightfully) their right to the fruits of Nordic lineage, the only truly surprising element is the question – how has it taken so long for Scandinavian design and delicious beers to take their own rightful throne here across the gulf from Suomi, and why have "outsiders" been the ultimate bearers of it?
Tradition, I suppose.
Good enough for me.
Edasi, вперёд..
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