Or How I Got a Gypsy Blessing, Lost All My Money and Had it Returned to me, Lifted a Peugeot, Encountered a Catholic Folk Saint, and Caught a Girl Flying Through the Air Within Eight Standard Estonian Hours. My grandmother used to say, “When you got it, give it. When you don’t got it, don’t... Continue Reading →
From Estonia with Love
I love Tallinn. It’s ancient and modern at the same time. The people are cultured and willing to forgive me for being a stupid American. In fact, an Estonian friend recently gave me the option of being an apprentice Estonian, which I took as a compliment—even though I am and will always be a child... Continue Reading →