Instead I found an empty club and an empty stage. I was about halfway through with my complimentary (frozen, fruity!) drink when they finally managed to get a girl on stage. I stuck around until she finished her set, politely declined her offer to come back to my hotel for 1,000 EEK (like $85) and called it a night. (It would've been a wash if it hadn't been for the fruity drink!). I got home a little after 1am and took a few Tylenol PM so I could sleep at night and try to get on local time. Had crazy ass dreams all night but still woke up feeling refreshed (in not a little displaced) the next morning.
Walking down some twisty back road on the way back to my hostel from the pub, I came across these disco lights being projected on the wall across the street. The international sign for only particular thing....NOOOODIE BAR! My pockets bulging with literally THOUSANDS of Estonian Krooni (which is like TENS of US dollars) I was feeling like a tycoon ready to shower bills on hundreds of svelte, exotic, cock-starved Russian teens looking for handsome Amerikan man. I paid the cheap cover (1 drink included!) and parted the curtain into the main room ready to break some hearts (or at least see some sweet, sweet boobs).
