Getting the taste of spring in Warsaw

Even though I am running an active campaign "Talents back home!", then some of my dearest are still leaving Estonia. For example T-Lo went to explore enormous Poland, 

luckily only until June.

I am that annoying friend who does not leave her abroad living friends alone. I will visit them. I will send them emoticons and funny cat pictures on every online platform. I will be that overly attached friend until they move back...and after that just ignore them.

Jokes aside, I miss T-Lo and went to visit her in Warsaw, 

so here is a little taste of spring and friendship:

Tried the LOT + Nordica combo out for the first time. Flight was not delayed and it got me to the destination, so I should be happy I guess. Although could someone please tell LOT that they have bought a company called Nordica not Nordika (somebody didn't read the contract through):

In my long, yet short life no one has ever greeted me with a name sign at the airport!

My cold heart started to melt:

Laine and Alma at the breakfast table:

She will stop wearing black, when they invent darker colours:

A gift from the Soviet Union to the people of Poland - the Palace of Culture and Science 

has now brighter colours in front of it than in the past:

If only I could, I would insert here million smiley-faces and heart emoticons, 

because I cannot describe how nice it was to meet Karolina! We last saw each other 4 years ago. 

My apologies for sounding like a old fart, but TIME FLIES! 

Thank you European Union for Erasmus programme!

The friends I found there are priceless:

The most famous Polish = John Paul II:

As I was in Warsaw during the Mayday/Labour Day and the Constitution Day of Poland,

a lot of protest took place pro and against government. 

What a crazy time we live in:

The Polish dumplings a.k.a. pirogi were to die for (both salty and sweet with berries)! 

We literally ate so much that we nearly died, but it would have been a sweet death:

Did not know that the picture was taken:

Warsaw was like one month ahead of Tallinn when talking about the weather.

ESTONIA WHY U SO COLD?!

Embrace yourselves the flower pictures are coming:

NB! I am not wearing white socks, it's my skin. 

When the sun is shining directly at me, 

then you have to wear sunglasses because I'm like a reflector:

The amount of grim war monuments in Warsaw was really really high:

Religion and Poland go hand-in-hand:

Seriously imposing:

God called and said that this is the way to heaven:

The moment when a blogger tries to convince you that it is not a promoted post...

Felt like my birthday:

Spring completely downloaded:

Home was that way:

This girl is in bloom:

Not sure if zen or just sleeping:

Walking around peacefully and suddenly a peacock appeared?!!

It is thinking about the ways of killing me it seems:

Even the ducks are special in Poland:

Thank you Warsaw for having me, it was a pleasure!

Adult points 500. The up-and-coming Black Hill

The news about my death are slightly overrated. I am fully alive and have been renovating my new home. Two months in a row every weekend (except fabulous New York) we have chilled at building supplies stores, looking at youtube videos "How to..." and actually managed to fix up our new place.

This goes out to all my ex boyfriends or other weird stalkers reading this:

I AM SO HAPPY AND MY LIFE IS BRILLIANT! My job is brilliant, my boyfriends is sexy, I own a home and my fart does not smell!

Okay, got that off my chest, now let me show you my home!

The Soviet era pearl taken into modern times

or

painted all the errors over with a extra thick layer:

The floor my generation loves and my grandfather's generation hates:

Special thanks goes out to Otti and Sons furniture company:

Beware! I'm planning to become the George of the Jungle, 

taking care of plants before babies:

Da lääonž eeria:

Game of Thrones + scented candles + more booze than should be allowed

=

a bloody perfect evening:

Play that funky music white boy:

Look at this hipster decoration:

And the area we actually spend time in,

I don't even know what are the other rooms for?

Adult life rules!

Waffles for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

This is the original Netflix and chill moment:

Black hill is cool, yo:

Fred and Wilma in New York. Part 3 of 3

Alright, one of the coolest trips is now over, we both were truly satisfied with this present. It's great to invest into Fred's birthday gifts that also I can enjoy, egoist much? 

New York is amazing. Go there. Eat. Drink. Walk. Look up. Enjoy.

Let's now wrap up this "Look at this stupid tourist" posts.

Part 1 (click)

Part 2 (click)

The coolest thing was that we lived in a orthodox jewish quarter and even the text on school busses were in Hebrew (yes, yes. not on this picture). Fred wanted to respond to the "Drivers needed" ad, but "Nah, Europe is cool, man.":

A quiet lite oasis we found in the middle of hectic Manhattan.

The sound gave me the special urge to pee though:

Me small,

city big:

I dare you to photoshop a penis into this picture:

The perfection of the rectangular Central Park gave me the chills:

I do recommend the view at the Top of the Rock, 

since you can see Empire State building and Central Park. 

Money well spent:

Jay-Z and Beyonce?

Noup, Fred and Wilma:

STAAAAAAPPP, horsey!

Mina kivikuningas,

sina sitalabidas:

The squirrels were deffinately doing some cocaine or MDMA, 

since they weren't afraid at all of humans. 

They basically jumped on your shoulder, looked at your meal and asked 

"So, you've finished with that?":

Instead of investing into fancy gravestone for their beloved who have passed away,

New Yorkers dedicate chairs and benches in the memory of their loved ones.

Please, do the same for me, it would read 

"That was silly that you died because you ate too much cake, but we love you.":

Look like he wants to kill himself after spending time with his girlfriend, 

who has been shopping in every museum store in the city.

I say shopping done right:

Ra-ra-ra-ram-ram-ramen!

Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!:

Our evening routine:

Ott, Fred and I + speakeasy bar + best cocktails = New York bliss:

American pancakes were huuuuuuuuuuge, I wanted to puke in the end.

Now I am just sad and drooling all over this picture...TAKE ME BACK!:

Then the snowstorm Stella hit us hard.

Best advice ever:

From warm spring weather we somehow landed back into shitty Estonian weather.

We were like fuck this shit, let's pack our bags and go home:

Look at this passionate trumpet player.

"New York - where zero fucks are given":

Goodbye USA, you were great! 

(despite Trump trying to make it even greater and failing so bad)

I'm the new Sinatra and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere