I admire this city, the last refuge of pagan civilizations before being forced into Christianity in the 13th century during the Northern Crusades.
I feel the urge to run to the nearby forests and embrace its sacredness.
Tallinn has seen many masters over the last 800 years – the Danes, the Germans, the Russians, the Nazis, and the Russians again before finally regaining its independence in 1991.
Old Town became a World Heritage site in 1997.
Old Town is filled with tourists, even in the off season.
Though there are souvenir shops and restaurants scattered throughout, the city has done well to preserve the look and feel of Old Town.
I spend much of a day in the centre courtyard, sitting on a bench reading and observing, absorbing the feel of Old Town, wondering what it may have been like to have been here when history was being made.
