Tallinn Trip – TV Tower
My eagle-eyed readers, who probably have better vision than us on that particular day, will have already spotted the slight flaw in our plan to visit an observation deck when it was just a little cloudy. However, we got free entry with our Tallinn Card and it was either that or endure another rendition of Bev’s ‘I wanna go to the zoo’ monologue.
The entrance to the tower and it was evident that they wouldn’t be getting many visitors that day.
Some older imagery of the TV tower.
An old radio.
Steve reading the news. Like a professional….
The lift up, the anticipation rising of just how much we could see.
Inside the observation deck where we mingled effortlessly with the other one visitor. As a little bit of history, this tower was constructed between 1975 and 1980 and it stands 313 metres high, with the observation deck at 170 metres. The total tower weight is around 20,000 tonnes and apparently the centre of gravity is in the base of the tower which explains why it doesn’t fall down.
Enjoying the beautiful view. All a bit lumpy really (I think that’s how meteorologists describe clouds) and Steve pondered how to make an exciting video with this material.
I went outside to get an even better view of the clouds.
Marvellous.
It was a bit blowy up there.
I went onto the computer to see a live view of the cloud. It was just as exciting as seeing it in person.
And here’s what we could have seen.
It’s possible to see to Helsinki in Finland on a really clear day.
Tallinn city centre. I mean, we’d just come from the city centre and so it might have been easier to take an actual photo of it……
Susanna playing. Some of the party had faffed about to get some photos of themselves, a service being offered for free by the venue as something was closed. Now, me, being the epitome of humility and selflessness, decided to pass on this golden opportunity, “it’s not all about me,” I thought, channelling my inner Gandhi. The others are a bit more like Donald Trump so they wanted a photo of themselves posing in front of something or other. It transpired, a bit too late, that I had been the only one listening to the staff member at the welcome desk about how to collect the free photos. The others? Not so much. They were too preoccupied with achieving the perfect selfie angle, oblivious to the crucial instructions. Thus, due to a collective lack of attention and an overabundance of selfie-induced narcissism, the dream of free photographic immortality was cruelly snatched from their grasp.
Waving goodbye to the TV tower. It is somewhere that I’d go back to if I returned to Tallinn and got another Tallinn Card, which is looking not unlikely at the moment.
