oh yeah,

...AND WE'VE GOT A GOLD MEDAL FROM BEIJING!!!

This has been some fine day :)

London skies

Guess who's going to London tomorrow!!! Whohoooo - I can't believe it! And, what's more, I'm going for a job interview! And as if today hasn't been good enough, there's the night song festival starting in a few hours too. I'm sure it's going to be just grand with 130 choirs registered and so many people planning on coming to sing together the songs that no true Estonian can sing without a tear in their eyes and goosebumps all over... I should go find my camera for this!

Mmmmmeri, mu meri

It's funny how the word "sea" sounds not far as good as the same word in Estonian (meri). As goes for "wind"(tuul) and "tree"(puu) and "moon"(kuu), all of which rhyme by the way! Tho "lunar eclipse" sounds odd in both languages! But there is still the meaning that truly makes the difference. If you have not seen the raging sea as majestic as anything under the heavens, nor trees bending like grass in the same wind that is moving vast clouds of heavy rain up above, nor the shadow of our own small planet slowly overcoming the reflection of the Sun on our close companion the moon, it really makes no difference which words you would use to try to describe it. Not that seeing all of it helps much, but I guess that's not my task for the day anyways. I just want to express my amasement with nature and how great of an influence it has on our lives if we only dare to explore it! The rush you get from running into the waves that you have just seen breaking on the rocks on the shore, or standing on top of a tower leaning against the wind wondering if it will break off at any minute and allow you to fall as there is nothing to hold on to... Or even just sitting under a tree reading a book listening to the birds singing. For certain things, language makes no difference!

maailmas vaid ilu hoiab mind

Right, so I thought of something - so I don't need anyone, not even to help me with the car anymore, but it would be nice to have some one for all those things. I like that point of view a lot more.

Walking home yesterday I saw a guy a few meters ahead suddenly stepping away from his group towards a gate nearby. After a few seconds he joined his friends and named the characteristics of a dodge ram he'd seen in the yard. As his friends didn't seem too excited the conversation turned elsewhere, whereas I was glad to have a friend there to keep me back from climbing the fence to see the car close up :D

Well, it wasn't that bad. But after having driven a friends truck, I like the feeling of driving in a tank, above everyone else, and with such power... But now, what I really wanted to share - Viru Folk and Hoven Droven and Käsmu and the sea and the stars and life and love and dance.... Now, you could either put the story together yourself using these key words or I'll still give some more information. Viru Folk is a new folk music festival held in the picturesque seaside village of Käsmu. Hoven Droven is a fantastic Swedish folk rock band that last performed here 9 years ago. It was another folk music festival in the southern part of the country and my first folk fest ever (I was a lot more of a kid 9 years ago!). Viljandi Folk is where I fell in love with HD and the music they make and have missed them since. Until yesterday, when they rocked the slightly smaller but just as enthusiastic crowd once again! I danced like crazy with a stupid smile on my face as a girl would who meets an old but never faded love!

And then the night continued with a groovy DJ who played some proper ska and other great world music. So after the day of great music I had a pair of broken shoes, soar neck and a heart full of joy. It still surprises me what power music holds and how it can just change my world completely! The dark sea and starry August sky only added to the experience. But I still love my summer house more. Nevermind the roof that is still leaking in some places tho we've worked on it more or less for a few weeks now. Once the sauna is finished next summer it will be even better! Life is great, even if it is raining and the temperature is more late autumn than August...

ei ühtegi münti

Oh seda ilusat Eesti keelt küll. Ja seda ilusat Eesti muusikat, millest ei saa kuidagi küll. Ja ilusaid Eesti inimesi, kellest alati aru ei saa, aga ikka on omad. Ja seda imelist loodust, mida pole kuskil mujal maailmas! Ja Eesti suvi - väike aga tubli :) Kodu on ikka kodu, olgu see muu maailm kui ilus tahes!

the world's a better place when it's upside down

Four days and the house still stands... Or so it was when I left today. Although I quite enjoyed trying out the profession I don't suppose it's entirely my thing. Tho, you'll never know. The plans for next year are uncertain enough to allow space for some vocational training instead!

Touched down sometime after noon on Monday last. Fed up with asphalt, cars and pollution, head out for my summer house 4 hours later after a quick lunch with M (the ice coffees fell rather short after Starbucks' frappes! tho better than the ice+coffee of Lisbon...). Clearly expected to have a fire in the fire place, a warm meal and cheerful family waiting for me after my long journeys. mhmh, of course... Found part of the roof torn down, piles of wood around the house and my mom and sis hanging somewhere in between the roof and the ground sawing and hammering away. So much for my chill out holiday (resting from my holiday...) on the beach reading books and sun bathing!

Apparently there had been a guy around at first helping to tear things down, but it was three ladies doing all the rest of the work. Basically, if I can build a house on my own, what's the use of men all together? I don't need anyone to drive me around or buy me stuff; at least some tools are mastered and, as said, the house still stands... I'd say electricity is something I might have trouble with, but considering that I fixed a plug by myself just today, the list of reasons is growing shorter and shorter. Would at some point like to have a dad for my kids, but I have yet to witness more fine examples of that male 'profession' to weigh against the failures I keep witnessing. I mean, what's the use of making babies if you turn around and die on them? Or turn around and treat them like crap? Or decide you don't really like the mom any more and leave?

Oh well, as long as everybody has fun at some point, right! And there are still those who find it strange how unwillingly I really trust people.