I have no desire to be in Oranjestad again. This Dutch influenced town is the capital of the Caribbean island of Aruba. It has tourist goods including lots of gold jewelry for sale and many resorts; but the rest of the island appears ordinary, backward, and dry. I recall being blown away by the extent of the one-time Dutch empire created by the West and East India Companies. I saw it in an exhibit in Amsterdam. What remains in the Caribbean are the 3 sometimes hurricane-blown colonial territories of Aruba, Curacao, and Sint Maarten.
I had my fill of Broken Hill, Australia, in one visit. A declining mining town in very west New South Wales on the edge of the vast inland wasteland, Broken Hill is often used to represent the Outback in films and TV series like Mad Max II, A Town Like Alice, and The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. At least 50 entertainments have been filmed there.
I’m really glad I saw Tallinn, the capital of Estonia on the Gulf of Finland but have little desire to return to this Baltic state. This is not true of Latvia and Lithuania. Estonia has a 99.8 literacy rate and a multi-lingual population. Like other Baltic states, it has a medieval feel with a walled old town. I had trouble eating here. Its national dish is traditional blood sausage called verivorst. I almost sampled mulgipuder as a main course in a restaurant. This is a stew of mashed barley, potatoes, and, often, bacon.
I’m glad Ruth & I visited the 2nd richest country in the world and one of its smallest, but I feel no pressing need to return. We took a bus ride around the country after having dinner. It ended up unexpectedly at Luxembourg City’s airport.
We loved Galway, Ireland, but went from there to Limerick during the Christmas season and got tired of stepping around vomit on its streets caused by overindulgence in alcohol. There wasn’t much to do other than visit its cathedral because other attractions were closed and Ireland was experiencing a record-breaking cold wave.