X Files Parody Tartu Mustvee Estonia Fantasy Travel Prose Wordplay

Sorry we haven’t posted for a while, but it’s been all hands and paws to the pumps trying to keep in contact with greenYgrey and Love the mixed-up vole, as they seem to have had problems with time-travel and chapter chronology after they left Russia.

XaW Files Parody

Pedestrians arch bridge in Tartu over EmaJõgi ...

Pedestrians arch bridge in Tartu over EmaJõgi (river), Estonia (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hi, it’s G.G. Howling, poetry correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by Harry Potter wizard fiction writing legend J.K. Rowling.

Yes, it’s time to return to Estonia, where greenYgrey seems to be mixing lots of love and local place names in an attempt to provide a comedic effect, while keeping a serious side for the X Files parody point.

Chapter 3 Episode 2

south-eastern Estonia

Tartu Bank_vole

Eastern Estonia had provided a poetic welcome (see last chapter), but something didn’t feel right. We were now in chapter 3, and last I remembered we were in chapter 1.

I asked Love the mixed-up vole if it remembered anything, and how it had found me in Saint Petersburg.

Love said it didn’t remember travelling to Russia to meet me, or anything after leaving the Obvodny metro station. It said it had been enjoying an evening swim in the greenYgrey world, and then landed in the Saint Petersburg tennis match.

I was no longer thinking Where is the Love, but wondering What’s Love got to with it.

Tennis Meeting Metaphors

I said there had been a lot of love present at the tennis match, and that might have been the reason it was served into the court. Love returned with a volley of exclamations. I took them as backhanded compliments.

We walked around Tartu, and enjoyed its Medieval town centre.

Rüütli street in Tartu.

Rüütli street in Tartu. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Rüütli Street reminded me of the greenYgrey world, what with its double u resembling our double y, and the weak ending i reminiscent of our y ending. Moreover, it looked like the streets were full of table-teams competing to out-greenYgrey each other (see photo!).

We called into a local cafe, and shared a rhubarb tart for two, or as Love quipped as we ate, ‘a Tartu tartwo’.

My What’s Love but a second-hand emotion was that You’ve just got to love it.

Must See Mustvee

English: Shoreline at Mustvee, Estonia. July 2...

English: Shoreline at Mustvee, Estonia. July 25, 2007. Ελληνικά: Λίμνη Πέιπους Η παραλία στο Mustvee, στην Εσθονία. 25 Ιουλίου, 2007. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After we said ta for the tart I asked Love what it fancied doing after we’d had a post-meal siesta. It said it thought the town of Mustvee was a must see, as it was on the shore of Lake Peipsi (Peipus), which is the fifth largest lake in Europe, and the largest transboundary one.

Mustvee is directly north of Tartu, and Peipsi sounds greeny, so I loved Love’s suggestion.

We walked out to the Kaarsild bridge and jumped from an ‘a’ each into the Emajõgi River. We swam up the river until reaching the lake, had a cool cola rest-break, and then jogged the rest of the way to Mustvee.

Although only a small town, Mustvee was indeed a must see. Moreover, as Lake Peipsi (Peipus) is shared with Russia, it inspired thoughts of my epic trek across the massive country, all the way from eastern Siberia.

Those thoughts of Russia seemed to awaken my memory motor, and I had flashbacks of travelling for a long time after Saint Petersburg. I didn’t remember travelling this way, but the large lake did seem to bring back memories.

I remembered travelling over lakes, but not this one, and if we’d travelled west from Saint Petersburg to Tartu we would surely have passed this one, wouldn’t we?

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