tartu 8 july - 2

Passing through the university campus, I saw this and couldn't help myself.

That woman is so angry that she's doing what she's doing. Putting sleeveless records into a shelf. 

So of course I figured the Psühhoteek was the place to be...

Uh-huh well if that was the Psühhoteek I went to, it was also just a guy in a big room selling a few books, but that said, I did buy a couple, so I guess the hypnotic swirl did its sinister job.

I walked right through a big fat fuckoff department store/shopping mall to get to this, the Tartu Turg (the word 'turg' means 'market' - sorry) and 

It did what it said on the can, but that wasn't much. 

Just to add insult to injury, I came back later and... it was closed! Audacity. So, guess which river this is...

If you said the Emajõgi you would be correct but you would also be correct if you said the Suur Emajõgi. Anyway I can only say of this river, that I quite like it. 

Inspired by the person who built a bridge and got over this river, I have decided to built a metaphorical bridge and get over the fact that they cancelled some bus stops and didn't tell me so I waited fruitlessly for some time for a bus failing to realise that the bus route had been temporarily (?) relocated. I am, really, over it. 

Now, get excited as this is where we are heading next...