Truth is, it makes Vegas look like a fucking bike ride. I have never seen more people in a little town party harder, longer and stronger than anywhere else. Until I came to Tallinn.
Bars close “early” at 2 am — then you go to another bar that closes at 4 am then another one that closes at 6 am. It’s like a treasure hunt of liver poisoning.
Regardless, I’ll tell you all about the Tallinn nightlife in a separate posting… because, well, it deserves it.
This post, however, will be about my Almost Famous moment.