Braaing through the grips of rigor mortis

As a committed carnivore, the lack of quality meat is proving to be one serious barrier to my enjoyment of life in Estonia. I used to love pork, but I now realise that I loved the variety that pork offered more than the meat itself. In South Africa, I would probably feast on the swine at most twice a week (excluding bacon, which I can eat several times a day). Now that I am forced to eat it five times a week the novelty is wearing rather thin.

Rambling thoughts on driving, the law, and slow motion badassery

Why would two countries with such similar histories develop such divergent approaches to law and order?

When it comes to weather, Estonians are pussies

Tallinn in deepest winter

“Oh god it’s cold up there.”

“You’re going to freeze your nuts off.”

“Just wait until winter.”

“ We have no summer in Estonia. It never warms up.”