Sometimes flinging yourself off the beaten tourist path means following the locals….as tourists. For a quiet, relaxed retreat from the cities of Estonia, I followed the city slickers to one of their summer idylls – the island of Hiiumaa, a rural getaway in the Baltic Sea that involves a couple of buses and a ferry, plus a whole lot of patience.
This isn’t a sight-packed destination. A couple lighthouses, the hidden swells of WW2 bunkers beneath the forest floor, towns no more than a couple of streets, houses, and the bare necessities. Hiiumaa is where you go to breathe, not race through activities. Sans car (like me) the pace slows down even more, to the rhythm of your feet or the pulse of your pedalling. I borrowed a bike and let the quiet of farm fields, mires, bird colonies, rocky beaches, and the long shadows of the forest cathedrals laced with wildflowers seep in. Dragonflies raced me. Birds serenaded. Crickets performed a heat-induced symphony. I poked around spooky WW2 bunkers with a flashlight, scaled lighthouses, and picnicked on beaches.
Nothing like an island retreat to cure jet lag.
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