Would You Like Fries With That?

Aside from KGB history I have been clocking my steps around the city visiting Fat Margaret and the maritime museum to learn about the discovery of an almost intact wreck of a cog (a merchant trading vessel). The tower (Fat Margaret) takes you through the maritime history of Estonia and the significance of the port in the Gulf of Finland. I have twice now been foiled in my attempts to go sailing in Scandinavia so maybe it’s time to call in a favour from an old university friend who now works as a sail coach. Stupid autumn weather. It’s either absolutely gorgeous or raining sideways. Ergo my mood is either bouncing happily down the road or scowling over my coffee. I think rain would be the biggest barrier to migration. I am a desert girlie I just don’t do the wet stuff. And cold wet is even worse.

Cold wet resulted in too many margaritas last night and a midday wake up today. Which is fine, because for reasons unknown my horse lady also cancelled on me yesterday (contributory factor in my margarita consumption). She messaged me to ask for my height and weight which to be honest I am not completely aware of other than about a foot taller than most people. I also haven’t set foot on a scale for about five years so estimated. I guess reasons unknown may actually be too big for dainty European horses. Which is frankly bizarre as I have yet to meet a horse who couldn’t carry me, ponies included. I just look ridiculous on a pony because my knees are up around my ears. Then again, maybe it’s not me – maybe her horses also don’t like the cold wet.

Anyways, the weather was spectacular today so jokes on her. I went and got my nails fixed instead which means I now have uber sharp red fingers. Prepping the pedicure though the technician said to me she wouldn’t do gel polish on my toes because my left foot has ‘trauma’ and she just shook her head at my right foot (it’s missing a toenail from hiking the Bib about this time last year). I mean, sure. They ain’t the prettiest feet around but these bad boys have done some hecking milage. And I’m trying to rehab them. A bit.

I gave them the night off from exploring and took my ugly feet to see Practical Magic 2. Which was alright. The first one was better obviously but I downloaded the books, and I’ll give them a crack.