Sub-titled, Scandinavian
TV dramas often leave the impression that they are not exactly pulling in the
direction that their tourist boards might wish.
If it’s not snowing or icy, it’s raining. If it’s not dark, it’s
going dark. If it’s the middle of the day, it’s overcast and you still need to
have your lights on.
The TV Nordic rural landscape appears relentlessly uniform. Misty
flat lands, pine forests that seem to go on for ever, interrupted by still [and
somewhat eerie] lakes. Various shades of grey, just about sums it up.
However, undeterred by a serious lack of hype, we decided on
a group holiday entitled “Baltic Explorer.” The historic coastal cities,
culminating in the magnificence of Saint Petersburg, were all fascinating, even
if the bits in between were a little less dramatic.
Baltic railway station,
Tallinn. There are international services from here to Moscow and Saint
Petersburg, as well as provincial and commuter links to other parts of Estonia.
The station yard provides a final resting place for this impressive 2-10-0, No.
L-2317.
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