Prologue to Tales of Latvia, Estonia & Helsinki


IMG_4730So, if you’ve been bothered to read my previous post, you’ll know that my latest trip got me back to where I should be, after a very turbulent and unhappy few months.  Yes, me and my Solo Travel Sparkle are 100% are a super-happy loved-up couple once again – sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

Of course, having got my attitude back, this also means that my blog is returning to how it once was pre-Mr Long.  Thank crap he’s actually truly out of my system.  My inner voice stylie has finally returned (I’m taking this as a good thing but sometimes I wish it would shut the fuck up).

Therefore the posts that follow in the next few weeks will not teach you anything much about where you should be going in these places or why.  You won’t learn a single thing about the history of Riga or the culture of Tallinn or the outdoor pursuits available to you in Helsinki.  No top 10s, no endorsements, no recommendations, no useful advice whatsoever.

No, dear reader, this is all about me-me-me and my swaggering shenanigans as I wandered about solo wondering what the hell I was going all alone in Baltic countries when I should be at home knitting a blanket for my knees and sitting around waiting for a nice man to take me out to dinner.

I’m going to tell you warts and all how it went (rather well, actually), how I managed all by my little self (also rather well, actually), what I saw (a lot), what I felt (too much), how I behaved (impeccably, of course), how many blisters I got on my feet (okay, it’s quality rather than quantity), how much wine I drank (that’s actually quantity rather than quality) and how the hell I found healthy, fresh food every day (with great difficulty and the help of Google Translate).

I’ve never been one for going by the rules and frankly, ordinary travel blogs bore the shit out of me.  I’m not here for oneupmanship.  I’m here to entertain.  Or at least cure your insomnia.  Doing my own thing in the only way I know how.  So watch this space – Part One – a Riot in Riga is due in the next few days.

You have been warned 😉


Published by Shauna

Hi. I'm Shauna, a 50-something solo tripster. By tripster I mean part-time traveller. is an amalgamation of plenty of personal rambling on my experiences when travelling on my own, how I feel, where I've been and what I've seen, and advice on how to go solo if you've never done it before but always wanted to try. After all, if I can do it, anyone can!

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