Two weeks ago I went to Estonia for a quick visit, since Fred has been to Estonia every month, it was damn time for me to get some homeland pampering. I love Fred, but it is oh-my-lord-how-lovely to sleep alone in my big bed like a starfish.
The celebration of Shrove Tuesday.
My tummy said "Yummy" and my fat just clapped:
The bliss = quality tea + vintage Chloé ads + cheap prices on the menu:
Little smoothie, herring and girl-talk:
Took my 13year old dog to a restaurant and she acted like a lady.
She got her own bowl and everything:
"Dogs that behave good are always welcome":
The source of considerable mirth = walk in the park with my Tibi:
Years go by and I am still so jealous of her eyelashes
(could you wear more scarves?):
Brush your teeth until you have them:
My bestfriend is a Robo-Cop:
Kulu-kulu-kulu!
I have here few pictures, when Fred was in Tallinn a week before I was.
He took our Dutch friend to the East side and he liked it (or he is just polite enough to lie):
Salmon parliament:
Onion towers:
The Japanese tourist who only has two fingers:
Our ministers,
also know as penis power:
The red Black Mountain:
Who know me better can give me a slow clap, since I took the boat all by myself.
I cried. I watched Õnne 13. I cried again. I panicked. I slept and I was home.
Cheers to that!
(see that I took with me tonnes of my favourite lemonade instead of alcohol.
no booze cruise yet lemonade ferry.)
Here is a stupid Swedish song that I cannot get out of my head:
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