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Tallin 
The first time I went to Estonia, was in 1990, just before the
Independence from Russia. The Ruble was still the national currency. It was
mid winter, people were wearing long coats, walking slowly to one of the many
stages for the trolley buses. Still Estonia was more influenced by the West
than Lithuania of Latvia. The cause was to be found in the many visitors from
Finland, attracted by the low prices for anything that makes life worth while.
There were many bars and shops in the medieval centre of the capital Tallin.
Still old mansions were deserted, windows broken, curtains dancing in the wind,
unpainted window frames. They were for sale, for not more than 1,000 Dollars
each.
The second time I went was ten years after, almost shocking, coming from Helsinki
by ferry. Tallin is fully refurbished, and in every building ever unused, there
are banks, department stores, and restaurants. On the street everyone is carrying
something, ranging from a sundae to bags full of luxury goods. Terraces full
of people eating on city squares and streets, and wherever you look you’ll
see a glass of beer. The sun shines low in Tallinn, it reflects beautifully
in the white foam. Didn't see trolley buses any more.
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Medieval city centre 
The heart of Tallin matches any expectation to its medieval past. A maze of cobble stone alleys lead to every direction, taking the visitor through the 13th century Toompea Castle. One of the major attractions is the cathedral to Alexander Nevski. It was built in the traditional 17th century Moscow style, and still boasts a fine collection of icons. Alexander Nevski, born in 1220, was the son of the Grand Prince Yaroslav II of Vladimir in Russia. Alexander became famous when his army defeated the Swedish in 1240 at the river Neva. From this victory he earned the name 'Nevski'.
Alexander Nevski Cathedral
Old Town Square 
Tallin once belonged to the German Hanseatic League. Traces of this long gone past are visible in the Germanish architecture. Relaxing on a terrace on Raekoja Plats, the Town Hall Square, it is easy to believe that you are in Germany or Austria.