Every time I cycle around Tallinn, I am so grateful when I arrive home alive. Some drivers try to run you over, while saying sentences like "Don't you have something better to do than block my way here" or "*insert random Russian insult here*" It seems like Estonia is not ready for bicycles, black people nor gays, although a great amount of people disagree. Tour d'ÖÖ is one example of counteraction. Change is good, which means soon a gay black person can safely cycle home.
"Car runs on money and makes you fat, but bicycle runs on fat and saves you money." - that day we cycled all together about 70 kilometres and I could not sit the next day.
In everyday-life Estonians are individuals and like to be alone, still time after time they come together to make something big - Laulupidu, tantsupidu, lihtsalt pidu:
If I remember right, then this is a bicycle made in Estonia, which has a little electric engine:
Heading to Kopli - how great of an idea would it normally be?:
Loviis and I.
My red jacket has become my trademark, it's now 'my thäääng'.
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