Toomnunnad and summer situations.

I have so many stories to tell you, some of them are rather important. Little hint: I just arrived back from London, which means three film-rolls full of excitement. My laziness has got me so far that I am only in June with my blog. Totally a first world problem "My blog isn't up to date, booohoo!".

Now straight to business.

One evening in June my Toomnunnad and I got together. A casual drinky behind Solaris and pregnancy rumours, like we always roll.

Nights are so bright that they burn our eyes:

Our main sponsors are crisp and alcohol factories:

That night we were cycling around and didn't have any money to spend, but that did not stop us taking picture of Triin and Viktor. I just now understood that together they are T.V.:

The day before Midsummer's Eve we went to Ott's place. Not like Ott is cool or anything, but his dog is awesome. 

Berrymore. Barrymore. Perrimoor. (I haven't seen his ID, so I do not know how to write his name):

Also has this ping-pong table that makes you Chinese:

Grilling fish on the fireplace and jumping in the cold stream. 

Prosta glamour - the best:

"Is it a horse?...NO!...It's a dog!"

Never ending vodka shots make the night go round (the shots are in a trowel, which has a bicycle bell on it. GENIUS!):

The youtube generation:

Hangovers are meant to be celebrated with walks by the beach.

Rather nice friend picture:

Life's good!

Väike-Maarja and Turist. Ian's big bang.

Now a little "here, there and everywhere". 

First comes the story how Kaur woke me up one day and told me to get ready, since he wanted to take me to Väike-Maarja. Thereafter we were already in a car. The goal for our journey was to buy Kaur a Turist bicycle and we somehow even succeeded. Now a little photo review:

A city child is let loose.

"Põlla! Põlla! PÕLLAA!":

Väike-Maarja town centre and main square:

Home for geniuses:

Kaur had an emotional question. 

We picked Loobu, because we got him a bicycle. Hipster win:

Days later a boy named Ian graduated. Yes, the small little McDonald's monster is FINALLY grown up.

Ian is happy. Mama is happy, but Armenian grandmother is teary:

"Ei pannud tähele, kui pilti tehti"

On our way to Linnateater "Pal tänava poisid"

Nummi one step closer to heaven

This year my good old friend Nummi thought that "It's a wrap, everybody!". Studying theology and questions like "So, are you religious?" might get rather annoying, so bye-bye Tartu. 

Nummi and I have come a long way since I was twelve or something. She was my classmate's older relative (yes, very Estonia). Words 'cool' and 'awesome' were in order - not like she isn't that anymore, but I would now use different words. She was a lot of fun too, I instantly remember the time when we pretended to be pregnant on public transport just to get a seat. Or the awkward date with two guys on an ice-rink. 

Well, cheers for the youth!

Mari-Liis made a timetravel from the '70s that day:

In Estonian everybody knows everybody somehow. 

Look at this weird connection:

"I have a bachelors degree and it's only MINE!"

Of course a proper ceremonial event needs immediate cigarette break (few minutes later we were stuck with one of the heaviest rains I have ever witnessed
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRsl38_HuK0):

Tartu with its wooden houses, which have a bigger balcony than the apartment itself.

Bliss:

"Bible and I have come a long way":

Mari-Liis makes you and takes you high since 2003 (or 2004):

Vertigo friends' annual get-together:

Prasdnik:

The morning after. 

Kaur got a lot of romantic inspiration from that place and writes a facebook status about it:

MINU KODUMAA ON NIIIIIII ILUS!:

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.":