Choose your own adventure: A summer day in Tallinn
The Americans make their way to the top of the stairs. “Nowhere to hide now, boy!” bellows the father, completely out of breath. You notice that the son is collapsed on the staircase.
The Dad rears his fist back. “This one’s called the Louisiana Handshake!”
Exhausted, the man slowly inches his fist toward your face: before making impact, the father falls face first onto the floor. You step over him, head down the stairs, and head back out into Raekoja Plats.
It’s now past noon, and, after a full morning, you’re ready for a nap. You head home, happy to have enjoyed the nice weather.