As we approached our last week in Estonia (by that time The Man and The Kid had already flown back to England) we did... hanging out, mostly, I think.
Walking little fluffy dogs.
One of the dogs even went into labour earlier than expected (picture walking down a hallway in the apartment and suddenly calling out, "The puppy's out! The puppy's out!") so The Girlie got to see first-hand a dog being born.
Cool stuff, she thinks :)
We visited several indoors playgrounds. At Toila Spa.
At Ülemiste Keskus.
We said bye at the airport.
Then in England, we did more travel. We waited at airports, and bus stations, and train stations.
We made friends on trains.
We got uncles to wear cute pink backpacks ;)
We walked quiet roads to old fortifications up the hill.
I watched a typically English scene unfold when my father-in-law (a Manchester United fan) and my brother-in-law (a Chelsea fan) sat down in front of the television to watch Manchester United play against Chelsea.
Oh dear gods. My father-in-law had prepped the house by hanging up various Manchester United gear (scarves, flags, t-shirts) so when it came to the match itself, my brother-in-law (wearing a Chelsea shirt) had to sit underneath a Manchester United sign.
At one point during the match someone called from the kitchen that if my brother-in-law expects to be fed dinner tonight, Chelsea better lose.
And guess what? It didn't :). Chelsea won.
Kids loved having their cousins around.
They watched grandad's train track be worked in the garage.
At the end, the extended family even came together for a party in the back yard.
And then, it was time to go home.
More airport playgrounds.
More time zones and movies and crisps (on the plane, the kids get to eat pretty much... anything).
And then, home.
We landed at about 5:30 am on a Friday morning and I cried when first lights of New Zealand from down below appeared in the windows. It was a mixture of elated tiredness of having returned home - recognising it very clearly as HOME - and the certain knowledge that come spring, I will be applying for New Zealand citizenship.
It is a decision I made in Estonia. I had been thinking about it for a while, but in Estonia I finally decided that, yes, it makes sense. It is partially a financial reasoning: with New Zealand not having an Estonian embassy renewing my Estonian passport is an expensive exercise of either travelling to Australia twice in 2 months, or North Island of New Zealand (which either way is a pain). But also, after 9 years of living here... I am ready.
But now it's 6 am, the day is starting, the kids are up, so I will go, too.
Have a nice day, guys.