Tumbling around the web in a big mess. Picking up and dropping off bits and pieces with no clear goal, just spending a bit of time looking at stuff I like.
What do I like? Visual stuff mostly, photos and videos, a bit of music and interesting thoughts. When I say interesting, I mean interesting to me. You might be extremely bored by the whole thing, but I don't really care, because this isn't for you. It's for me.
On 11 September, 1988, 300,000 people demonstrate for independence in Estonia. This matters for many reasons, but it matters to me because my mother is Estonian.
Estonia’s fight to regain its independence from the USSR was called the Singing Revolution, because when you annoy an Estonian, they sing at you until you stop.
In December of 1988, Estonian was made the official language of Estonia instead of Russian. It was a big deal. It’s also a very difficult language to learn as an English speaker.
Legionnaire hats and tall ships
1988 marked 200 years of European settlement in Australia. So we got to celebrate this with special coins, horrible hats for the kids and heaps of old fashioned tall ships sailing around.
I remember when the tall ships came to Hobart. We went to watch them come in. I remember it was hot (it was in January, mid summer) and we sat on a grassy hill with hundreds of other people and looked at ships on the water. We also went to some sort of show/exhibition thing, but all I remember of that were the big tents and being given a horrible legionnaire hat to wear, which I hated.
Caps with flaps of material down the neck really aren’t that great an idea in the heat either. Ugly, hot and just plain icky.