Norman's birthday and glimpse of June

One month in Estonia is nearly over, cannot complain really. It is impossible to highlight one special event, since there is a lot happening while not mowing the lawn (yet again). In a week time we are flying back to England to officially see my Mister to become highly educated. 

If you cannot find me, I am usually in the hammock reading old newspapers and learning something 'new'.

"Oh, when did that happen?" "Oh, he died." yes, like a year ago, but okay. 

Even Harri, the future architect, is facinated by our little house with a real "Ding-dong" doorbell:

While others are chatting, Harri is sitting in the house and the dog is just "What the fuck, man!":

Now to Norman's birthday

He is officially my antidepressant: 

The beginning of a new era - when you find more food than alcohol at birthday parties:

Vanim, vaimne ja väärikas:

His birthday cake brings all the people in the yard:

My boyfriend, bunnies and I:

sorry about the stripes.

Tallinn FC Reaal

I have always been pretty distant when it comes to sports, but lately I have really enjoyed watching football. Especially FC Reaal games, since they are rather funny bunch to keep track of. 

During the game a crow landed in the middle of the field. It did not move, despite people running competitively around and over. Other crows were flying around and trying to hit it, or even kill it. Weird nature combo that Mihkel solved (the crow got hit by a car later): 

Ott with stockings:

Kisses and hugs:

Footballers have a great support system:

Tour d'ÖÖ juuni väljalase

Every time I cycle around Tallinn, I am so grateful when I arrive home alive. Some drivers try to run you over, while saying sentences like "Don't you have something better to do than block my way here" or "*insert random Russian insult here*" It seems like Estonia is not ready for bicycles, black people nor gays, although a great amount of people disagree. Tour d'ÖÖ is one example of counteraction. Change is good, which means soon a gay black person can safely cycle home.

"Car runs on money and makes you fat, but bicycle runs on fat and saves you money." - that day we cycled all together about 70 kilometres and I could not sit the next day. 

In everyday-life Estonians are individuals and like to be alone, still time after time they come together to make something big - Laulupidu, tantsupidu, lihtsalt pidu:

If I remember right, then this is a bicycle made in Estonia, which has a little electric engine: 

Heading to Kopli - how great of an idea would it normally be?:

Loviis and I. 

My red jacket has become my trademark, it's now 'my thäääng'.

Tartu. The funeral of Kink Konk.

Two weeks ago Kaur, Sam, Madis and I took the train to Tartu. The club Kink Konk was closing down and last stupid, yet fun deeds had do be done. The trip was utterly awesome, since the last time I was in Tartu was in 2011 august. I can only stay in Tartu two days at a time, because my liver starts to protest and says "STAPH!"

KLMN, Valentin Nebukat and MaVa.

By that point Samuel had been up 38 hours in a row. He had outside body experience:

Surprisingly Harri joined us and he even bought a ticket (he rather climbs, crawls and jumps, if it helps him to get in without paying):

First sober Tartu in my life, but still "Give me that bloody bottle for picture time.":

Sõbra Combo - getting intoxicated together :

Harri is examining the construction of the house, although his eyes weren't that reliable: 

Antelia:

"Seaputs" luule by Vaime Puue:

McDonald's drive-in with imaginary cars at 4 AM just before getting on a bus to Tallinn:

"Su Woodstock on läbi, Hipi.":

Mutant Disco at Katlaaed

I am so in love with my analog camera, but the film processing takes time, therefore after quite some time  I finally took my digital camera with me. More summing up next week, now the story of Friday night.

Since Ott was a sober driver that night, he agreed to come over and take us to the town. Before, of course, they tested Kaur's new toys.

Spice boys (unintentional rhyme):

Fast driving across the town and finally we ended up at NoKu.

Beer and prawns. Like a boss:

This soberness should be more useful, I should get driving license:

Ave is a fast girl and my camera has difficulties of catching her:

Then we walked to Katlaaed to Mutant Disco.

Verrrry romantic:

Mysterious smoker:

My Mister got that happy when he arrived at 'History of Dubstep' showcase.
He turned into 15 year old boy.

(It was funny how most of the people there thought it had something to do with that embarrasing Grind. Noup):

Muffin and Fisherman:

Tava eided platsis:

"Rave makes me fucking happy":

Nummi, Trammi and suspicious guy at the corner:

I truly do not know why should I need alcohol. Everything is the same or even more fun actually. The most enjoyable part is that it all excludes hangovers. 

Me and my girls raving until 5AM:

It look like it's sunrise, noup, PROŽE, man!:

The dog and the baby.

The short period of summer gives Northern nations the opportunity to pack together their grumpiness for three months and replace it with light happy attitude. The sun that sets for maximum two hours at night, means there's almost no time for sleep. Even the mosquitoes cannot suck the fun out of it all. 

Mowing the lawn does not bother as much as shovelling snow for almost 9 months. (Interesting facts)

I will share glimpse of summer at my home and how we are babysitting little Julius and dog Steffy.

30SPF.jpg:

The summer is on when the sea temperature reaches 9 degrees:

Uncle, Volkswagen and a massive smile:

Although Steffy thinks she is a kitten, she is the reason to take long walks:

We have a new house now. With a doorbell and everything. Dreams DO come true:

Haigla party - enjoying the possibility to party outdoors. DVPH live.

How many times have I done these "Back in Tallinn" post? I actually lost the count myself, although now I am here to stay. Since I am on a holiday, the only plan is to wing it as it comes.

After whining about my shitty camera, I finally got a Nikon photo-camera  I am so in love with it.  From now on you will see the raise on quality and fall of quantity. Word.

Last Saturdays was the third warm day in a row. Emotions were rather up for an Estonian, therefore party was a must. Haigla had an outdoor get-together, where DVPH did their live.

Also the apple trees are in bloom:

Maybe you did not see me well, this from another angle:

The weird tourist feeling when you walk around your own hometown:

Samuel was waiting us at the Town Hall.

Since I did not have my glasses on, I did not see what he did here:

Tour d'ÖÖ (is soon):

We arrived at Telliskivi and had our own private party in one abandoned corner. 

Bread with pesto and slightly warm beer: 

Not trying to be stereotypical, but he loves beer:

Sam looks like an Italian guy lost in the North:

We arrived to Haigla like 6pm and we did not move like eight hours all together. Just the trains passing by and massive beats with wicked incoming were rather enjoyable: 

Like sitting in a big-big-big living-room with your friends:

The alcohol is cheap.

Hooray! Hooray!:

I am holding a beer to kill the rumour about my pregnancy.
It is false, although I do not drink alcohol for a little time. Not that big of a deal:

Then came Kurgijook (do not confuse yourself with Korgijook):

Thinking about the new trains that start running on July:

Triin is back from Helsinki and Wilma is back from Stockholm.

Fuck Nordic, cheer up for Tallinn:

The best place to invest - buy a disco lamp: 

Bestfriends.

I have my Triins nearby. My tits are out. Somebody's laughing. 

Seems like a great party:

A true diamond of nights (delicious bra btw):

The sentence "You are drunk" came by surprise for them:

Lauri killed it there:

"Aplaus" - "Käed üles":

Peeing in a posh place:

Tomorrow to Tartu. Okou.