Bialystok to Bauska to Tallinn, and wrap-up

Stayed at budget hotel by a sports track in Bialystok. This turned out to be a good thing, because we were able to convince one of the track maintenance guys to fix the broken-off license plate with their welding apparatus.
Bialystok is not amongst the bigger towns in Poland, but worth visiting, i tell you. You just need to find the right places to go. A good place to start is the Tunnel Pub (ask anyone). We were even offered a personal guided tour of Bialystok the next day, but since the next day was way too hot to think about walking around (and our bikes were in the garage tucked away deep behind track-maintenance equipment) we decided to give that one a skip and take it very easy instead. Also, some level of weariness was to be detected after the previous night.
A new friend (Thomas) was also found from an after-hours bar at sixish am. It's good to have one in every town.
From Poland it was a relative breeze to sail thru 2 border crossings (PL-LT-LV) to a small 11-thousand people town called Bauska in Latvia. We did have plans to go even further but decided for a shorter riding day for a change.
From Bauska we were able to find also an open hotel (with the help of locals, of course), besides the big one (built 2 years ago) that was closed now. The financial crisis has hit Latvia hard.
Being Friday night and all, we wanted to see if something was happening, and something there was.
To get to that something, we first had to cross one magnificent pedestrian suspension bridge. It was dark already at that time, which made it even more interesting. And he two friendly local drunks that we met mid-way.
The something was a dj at a bar/disco terrace with way way too many kilowatts at his disposal.
Somehow we still managed to carry on conversation with some people who wanted us to see also the more beautiful aspects of Bauska before continuing our trip in the morning. These were the Bauska castle and a small wooden bridge, which will grant you one wish the first time you cross it.
Thanks again Inga and brother (name escapes me right now)!
We also got an open invitation to a Real Latvian Barbeque™ next time we're in town.
Sounds interesting enough, I think we'll surprise them some day and take up the offer.
On Saturday, we were however forced to continue towards home. Last stop was Tallinn, where we joined with a bunch of our friends having a bachelor party.
In Tallinn there were too many old friends to make new ones, but a nice Grande Finale was held nevertheless.
One last moment of arrhythmia was caused by police when we were leaving the small hotel (Nepi) in the suburbs of Tallinn. We had only ridden one block from the hotel when we were suddenly surrounded from three sides by two police cars and one motorbike police.
They must've been waiting for us for some unfathomable reason, because they were positioned in both of the small roads we could've used to ride out of the hotel. Still they only checked our papers, no other questions, no breathalyzer test and no need to accidentally drop large denomination bills on police cars to make it to the ferry.

So we're back home now, the sleep deprivation will soon be slept away and the swelling will someday subside. It's hard to get used to Finnish traffic laws again. Not that the laws are very much different in the other places, they are just not respected by very much anyone.
We made a new friends, good contacts, got good information.
We weren't robbed or hassled by anyone else besides the Ukrainian police (Let them be eaten alive by swine diarrhea dwelling maggots).
Ukraine will be visited again, even though it broke a lot of things:
- couple of bolts on Hese's XX's back rack
- battery housing (fixed w a bottle cap and some cardboard) and coolant reservoir and of Näätä's GSX-R
- undertail of Rami's B-King
- our faith in Ukrainian organized society (time for another reorganization, the orange one didn't deliver on it's promises)
- perhaps a couple of hearts (no way we take responsibility in any of that)

Next year's trip is already in planning. Time to do something different again.
The credit company willing.