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.

Melissa's birthday

I now moved permanently back to Tallinn, and so did my Mister (yay!). Still cannot believe that we managed to keep up with the long distance relationshit for two years. It was completely sponsored by Skype and Ryanair. 

On wednesday night, straight from the airport we escaped to our summer cottage at Jäneda. Good food, nice weather, romance, late birthday, just bliss. Since my camera is so shitty and I desperately need a new one, tonnes of pictures got deleted and are missing. I already cried a river, therefore I'd rather talk about Melissa's birthday party.

Hip-hip-hurray to Melissa! Also let's praise her for good timing, since it is always nice to see our good friends in one place. Especially after a long time not seeing.

Our group is just born to be happy. 

(I am so listening some juicy slander behind there):

JUSS!:

The Görrls (pronounce with Scottish accent)

We have same pictures in our passports:

As we were talking a lot about babies and marriage then...:

"Ott is not here":

How people know each other in Estonia.

Your best friend’s girlfriend is your English teacher’s daughter and they live next door to your grandparents, who were colleagues with your desk-mate, who is friends with your…

Back home completely sober and my Mister not so much.

LOVING IT!:

Summer plans, hey ho!