It is nearly the Motherland, but not quite. Narva. Estonia, July 2021

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No I haven't lost the plot, my bearings, nor my diary entries, this is The Honky Tonk, Cantina in Tallinn. First visited 3 weeks ago, and I returned as it was my last night before flying back to the UK.

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As I perused the menu, the waitress approached, I never forget a pretty face, and this lady was statuesque, the ladies of the Baltic Region really are stunning, (sorry just following my notes).

The conversation ran something along these lines ( I wasn't taking shorthand, I was too enrapt, staring into eyes that could melt ice).

The Godess (TG), " Hey, hello again, you were here sometime ago"

The mortal (TM), " Hi, yes, I had to come back, its my last night in your beautiful country"

TG " Thank you, where have you been, did you visit the Islands"

TM " No, I didnt go there, maybe next time I visit, This time a bit of a road trip all over, I have just got back from Narva"

TG " Tch, Tch, that is not Estonia, that is Russia, not a nice place"...........

............ and so that brings me back to Narva

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I guess it's claim to fame is that it is just a stones throw from Russia, and with an ever falling population of whom just under 40% are actually Russian I guess my Baltic Beauty wasn't far off the mark! 98% of Narva was flattened during WW2, mostly by Russian bombing raids whilst pushing back the German forces.

So let's have a walk.

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Even the corporate street art on the HIV clinic seemed drab, is this as good as it gets?

Let's make it as good as possible, it was a hot very hot afternoon.

Along the Narva River

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To our left we see the rebuilt Fortress of Narva, to the right the imposing fortress of Ivangorod, Russia

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Narva Fortress

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Ivangorod Castle, Russia

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Estonian beaches

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Russian beaches

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The founding members of The Blue Oyster Club were visiting Narva today!

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Ivanograd looks very affluent, complete with its own border guards. Security fence along the stretch of riverbank

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I wandered up to the railway bridge

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Took a selfie and turned around

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The Border

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Flags: worth dying for?

One road in, one road out

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The queues were leaving the Motherland

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Beautiful Ivanograd..............

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.........Welcome to Narva

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I need to cool off.

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The Resurrection of Christ Cathedral, built in the mid 1890's this was the only building left standing after the 1944 bombing of Narva.

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Early evening, a service in progress, I wandered in , boy was it nice and cold inside.

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Nicely chilled I departed and left the flock to it.

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A stroll through the functional Soviet blocks eventually brought me to a bridge with some great views

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There is something so romantic, evocative and thought provoking, for me at least, in seeing an engine hauling freight.This one was pointing towards Russia.

So that was Narva, I am glad that I visited.

To get back into the UK I visited here to satisfy the cockgobbling puppet masters. 65 euros to prove I am a fit and very healthy person.

The forms were in Russian, the attendants spoke Russian. I think she may have sworn at me in Russian when I sneezed heavily.

Not my fault, you go shoving a fucking stick up my nose, I cant be responsible for my body's auto-defence mechanism against unwanted intrusion.

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.......and so full circle back to my baltic beauty; or rather the delicious food that I enjoyed.

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Farewell for now Estonia. Forever in my heart.

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