It is the third day of my biking tour; I am on the road with green fields stretched as far as the sight goes. It’s the countryside of Estonia. My legs are moving in a mechanical fashion, and my mind is wandering all over the places. It takes me back to the time I was on a Plane to Estonia for the first time.
How would the places be? Will I be able to bear the harsh weather, cold attitude, and an alien language? Coming to a place with only over a million residents from home of 220 Million, a feeling of loneliness was prevailing. What if I just couldn’t adapt to the new environment. What if?
![Why You Should Never Bike in Estonia! 1 Biking in Estonia](https://umairalee.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Biking-in-Estonia-.jpg)
![Why You Should Never Bike in Estonia! 2 Bikepacking with animals](https://umairalee.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Bikepacking-with-animals.jpg)
![Why You Should Never Bike in Estonia! 3 bikepacking in Estonia](https://umairalee.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/bikepacking-in-Estonia.jpg)
![Why You Should Never Bike in Estonia! 4 Biking in Estonia 1 2](https://umairalee.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Biking-in-Estonia-1-2.jpg)
![Estonian-Roads-blog Estonian Roads 1](https://www.umairalee.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Estonian-Roads-1.jpg)
This is adorable.