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A trip to the Baltics in the 1990s - a look in the photo album

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When we recently visited Tallinn, it made me remember the very first time I visited Estonia. I (Helena) have been digging through the photo albums and today I'm going to tell you about a trip to the Baltics in the 1990s.

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Train journey in Eastern Europe 1996

Travelling by train was popular when I was young, and when I heard that the Interrail card could take you to the eastern parts of Europe, I was intrigued. Exciting! But who would want to go on such a journey? My childhood friend Johanna from Skåne perhaps? I, who turned 21 this summer, now lived in Stockholm but contacted Johanna. And yes, she wanted to come along!

At that time, the most eastern countries you could experience with the train pass were Poland, Hungary and the Czech Republic. But we also wanted to experience the Baltics. No sooner said than done, we took a ferry from Stockholm to Tallinn and then travelled slowly south through the Baltics.

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My friend Johanna and I five years earlier, travelling to England on a language trip in 1991, aged 15 and 16

Estonia: Tallinn - not many dishes to choose from

Our first destination on the journey was Tallinn. I have no notes from this trip, except for a few brief notes in the photo album, but some memories linger.

I remember, for example, the limited choice in restaurants. We pointed to something on the menu and the waitress shook her head no. The next thing we pointed to gave the same result. So what do you have? The waitress pointed to only one of the dishes, and we just had to "choose" what was available.

What did we get to eat? I have a vague memory of tinned ham with boiled potatoes. I also remember a hamburger, which did not feel cooked through, and which we did not really dare to eat. And sausages with bread with "everything" on it, that is, even cabbage and carrots. But it may have been in Poland, the memories are slipping together a bit ...

In particular, I remember buying small buns or pies with filling at the bakeries. We couldn't read the signs and the staff didn't speak English, so we had to guess and point. Some buns contained jam, others a piece of sausage. We often laughed out loud when we bit into the unexpected. Would it be jam or sausages this time?

According to the photo album, we also visited the ruins of the Birgitta monastery in Pirita on the outskirts of the city, together with Swedish friends of Johanna.

Estonia: Pärnu - beautiful beaches and shabby dormitories

The journey continued to Pärnu on the coast. Here we got to experience the fantastic sandy beaches, and I think that one and other Original Long Drink slipped down. I remember staying in a sort of dormitory, which probably qualifies for the list of the crappiest accommodation I have ever experienced. I have one memory of an extremely stained mattress, and another memory of a bed that curved so deeply in the tail that it was as good to sleep on the floor.

Latvia: Riga - several families in the same flat

From Estonia we continued to Latvia and the capital Riga. Johanna had a Latvian friend here, Renate, who had spent a year in school in Sweden, as a kind of scholarship holder. Renate showed us around her city, and also gave us the opportunity to experience the country a bit more as "a local".

We visited Renate's parents, who lived just outside the city centre, and got a glimpse of what could be considered extremely luxurious in Latvia at the time: telephone directories and a second-hand vacuum cleaner from Sweden.

Renate's parents had also managed to arrange accommodation in the centre of Riga for Renate, so that she would have somewhere to live while studying. What was different for Johanna and me, coming from Sweden, was that many families lived in the same flat. To get to Renate's room, at the back of the big apartment, we had to pass through several other rooms, with one family living in each room.

Johanna in Renate's room in the centre of Riga, 1996

Latvia: Engure - idyllic in the countryside

Renate's family also had a summer house in the countryside, in Engure. We came here and experienced the peaceful and idyllic countryside. By Swedish 1990s standards, life here was very simple, and I remember being served, for example, fried potatoes or pelmeni - a kind of ravioli-like dish, with small dumplings in soup.

Helena and Renate in Engure, 1996

At the same time, life here was fantastic, with peace and quiet and beautiful nature. I remember picking blueberries and eating honey directly from the family's beehives. The family's hospitality meant a lot to us and contributed to a fantastic experience of Latvia.

Helena and Renate picking blueberries in Engure

Lithuania: Vilnius - begging children and visas to Belarus

After Latvia it was time to continue to Lithuania, with its capital Vilnius. I remember that this city felt worn at that time, and that poverty seemed widespread. Outside the churches, children sat in worn clothes and begged. We had not seen that before during the trip.

The strongest memory of Vilnius is when we suddenly realised that the train we were going to take, from Vilnius to Warsaw, was going to pass through Belarus, or Belarus as it was called at the time. Although we didn't plan to get off the train, we needed a visa!

Trains through Belarus (Belarus) - smuggling in the passenger compartment

As I recall, we were in a mad rush to get to the Belarusian embassy, which amazingly issued us a visa in a hurry. We stopped a taxi driver on the street and signalled train by mimicking the wheels of the train with our arms and making train noises (no, not a single word of English worked!). And yes, we got on the train!

The train journey is a story in itself. The elements (or whatever they were) were turned up and goods to be smuggled were stuffed down. The guards came in and checked the beds - no contraband there. Now the elements were unscrewed and the goods were hidden in the beds. The guards came back and turned up the radiators - no contraband there. Everything seemed to work like a well-oiled machine!

We passed a station in Belarus - I think it was in Minsk - before the train continued towards Poland.

Train station in Belarus (Belarus)

Continuing the train journey in Poland, Hungary and the Czech Republic

Our train journey continued in Poland, Hungary and the Czech Republic. That part of the trip was also fantastic, and I have many fond memories. But, I also remember that it felt like we were now coming back to Western Europe. Like the most different part of the trip, we had left behind.

Old Town of Warsaw, summer 1996

Did you also visit the Baltic States in the 1990s? Or do you have any other early travel memories that meant a lot to you?

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