This seaside resort on the west coast of Estonia is famous for curative mud and is where Estonians go to during summer to hang out at the beach.
When we passed through here, there was snow on the beach and people were ice fishing.
I was still struggling with my blister and broke through the ice once. My dad was freezing as well. We just stopped for the day and then moved on. But we took a look at the old castle that dominates the town.
A legend goes that a priest fell in love with a young girl. He gave her boys clothes to be able to take her into the castle. But one day she was discovered and dumped alive between two newly erected walls. During full moon nights in August, according to the legend, you can see her shade shimmering through. That's why each year there is a small fair in her honor.
Warm soup, gas pedal....
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