Tallinn is a city we didn’t really know geographically or culturally but once you step onto this land you suddenly get flooded by the meaning of life and all your emotions get mixed up. I went there with a friend who is native Russian but born in Estonia, it’s always delicate to ask someone “are you Estonian or Russian?” Most of the time people are proud of their roots and they will let you know before you even start to talk. Since the second World War, Estonia has been teared apart, firstly during the German occupation and then followed by the Soviet Union. In 1991 the Soviet Union formally ceased to exist and Estonia earned it’s independence. The landscape is carrying this heavy past with a lot of derelict buildings but people’s proudness (Estonians or Russians) will dictate it’s future.
Photo by Pierre Berthuel-Bonnes www.pierreberthuel.com © 2014. All rights reserved.
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