In DTR there is a little bridge over a little lake in a liitle park that is covered in handcuffs. It is a local tradition for married couples to be photographed there... and leave their emblem of bonding.
In DTR there is a Russian Orthodox Church that is the bright and colourful church I have ever seen.. think St Marks in Moscow.
In DTR there is a medieval underground restaurant lit only by candlelight and served by costumed waiters that serves medieval food from wooden plates. I recommend the grit pie.
In DTR there is a market that is in four aircraft hangers. Markets for meat, fish, cheese and fruit and veg. And clothes and nic nacs.I spent two hours there, wandering and buying bits and pieces... me.. two hours shopping!!
In DTR you can buy this licquer that tastes like venos with vodka. They call it balsamic wine. I do not recommend it. But apparently it is a cure all.
But out of DTR; wander a bit away from the medieval buildings and pretty streets and it is bleak, dark and Russian. A bit of a contrast.
Fascinating.
On me way tomorrow to Tallinn. A four and a half hour coach ride; and I wont be sorrow to go.
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