The phone beeps as I muse on a gloomy evening of my first month here. ‘Hey Ali, let’s cook some Pakistani cuisine tomorrow.’ and we throw a party the very next day. My room becomes a global mini-kitchen. An Estonian fellow cutting the vegetables with a Taiwanese helping hand. A Cameroonian chef working with the Pakistani host and talking to the Afghan fellow next to her. And suddenly, a Russian friend cracks a joke with the Georgian one. Hail Globalization. All Hail Tallinn!