Then, Tallinn. We were staying in the Old Town, which is one of the best-preserved old towns in Europe with some buildings and fortifications dating from the 13th century. Everywhere we went in Tallinn, I felt like we'd stepped into a fantasy novel or a fairy tale. Pictures are probably best:
We had lunch at Kompressor, a divey "pancake" place, but the pancakes were much more like hefty (delicious) crepes. We enjoyed a walking tour with our guide Mari, had dinner at a local spot, and then some after-dinner drinks at a bar called Clazz.
By this point in the trip, speculation about the upcoming Big Reveal was starting to heat up. I should explain: on this trip, for the first few days no one was allowed to reveal where they were from, where they'd gone to school, what they'd studied, and (if traveling in a couple) which member of the couple was the Northwestern student. We'd all gotten to know each other by this point, and people were having a lot of fun guessing each others' life stories.
After dinner and drinks, we returned to our basic-but-serviceable hostel in the heart of Old Town for a good night's sleep.