Mis juhtub siis kui lennupileteid broneerin mina/ How does an average person book a holiday vs me

June 5, 2018June 7, 2018 / Eveliis / 10 Comments

Kuidas planeerib puhkust normaalne inimene? Mõtleb aegsasti välja, kuhu minna, vaatab sobivad kuupäevad, leiab (võimalikult otse) lennud ja läheb reisile.

Kuidas planeerin puhkust mina? Keegi mõtleb aegsasti välja, kuhu puhkama minna, et saaks soodsad lennupiletid ja ööbimised broneeritud. Mina jätan erinevatel põhjustel õigel ajal piletid broneerimata ja hakkan sellega tegelema viimasel hetkel. Hinnad on muutunud. Muidugi on. Iga loll teab seda. Kuidas siis saada sihtkohta nii, et ennast vigaseks ei maksa? Mina hakkan uurima erinevaid reisi alguskuupäevi, ööbimisi ja alguskohti väljalennuks.

Ehk siis nagu te aimata võite tegelesin ma viimasel hetkel lennupiletite broneerimisega. Pariisi. Vaatasin Tallinnast, Stockholmist, Helsinkist, Riiast, isegi Vilniusest, aga nii palju olen ma õppinud oma koonerdamise juures, et kui vahe on väga väike, siis ei ole asjal mõtet, sest no igasugu muud kulutused juurde ja ongi sama hind (või kallim). Aga nüüd olid hinnavahed päris arvestatavad. Ainsaks probleemiks, miks ma kohe läbi Austraalia (kirjanduslik liialdus, saite ju aru) Pariisi pileteid ei ostnud, on Marek. Tema eelistab seiklustele võimalikult otse ja mugavalt reisida. Ent ometi laseb ta ikka veel minul piletite ja ööbimiste ja planeerimistega tegeleda;)

Ma olin hiirekliki kaugusel seekord Marekile mõeldes otselendu broneerimas, kui mulle meenus, et enne Pariisi minekut olen mina Norras ja Ida Rootsis, et miks pagana pärast meie siis peame Eesti tagasi tulema ja siit OTSE lendama kui me saame Rootsist nende paganama soodsate piletitega lennata (Tallinnast Stockholmi tulekul poleks mõtet, sest laevapiletid on sel perioodil ulmekallid). Näiteks Stockholm-Vilnius. Veeta seal paar ööd. Lennata edasi Vilnius – Pariis ning teistega seal kohtuda. Mõeldud ja peaaegu tehtud. Üks lend kahele 40 eurot, teine lend 100 eurot. Aga MIKS üldse Vilnius mõtlesin ma siis ühtäkki? Ryanair lendab Skavstast ka mujale. Lõin otsingusse Skavsta Varssavi ja Varssavi Pariis ning juba järgmisel hetkel uurisin ma palju ööbimine Varssavis maksab. Maksis vähe. Ühes kohas (tundus piltide ja hinnete järgi väga ok) oli hind KAHELE KOLMEKS ÖÖKS 25 eurot. Samas…tundus ikka liiga odav. Kahtlane värk. Kuigi keskmine hinne oli 9. Broneersin hinnalt natuke kallima koha. Ja ostsin meile Idaga lennupiletid Stockholm-Varssavi, Varssavi-Pariis. Kaks ööd saame koha peal olla ja Poola pealinnaga tutvust teha. Ma ei olegi Varssavis käinud.

Marekile ostsin otselennu koos teistega Tallinnast Pariisi. Eks ma pärast reisi löön kokku kui mõtekas see minu “kokkuhoid” oli, aga samas ma pean ütlema, et asi oli pigem selles, et nii oli võimalik ja tundus palju põnevam. Pealegi Ida on harjunud minuga koos seiklema.

Pariisis valisin ma ka otseloomulikult hotelli asemel Airbnb. Ma olen tööalaselt nii palju hotellides ööbinud, et kui vähegi võimalik, üritan ma leida midagi põnevamat kui tavapärased Scandicud. Siiani on hästi läinud. Hind on ka tihti tunduvalt parem. Ma väga loodan, et selle ööbimiskoha asukoht on seal, kus ma arvan, et on. Õnneks erinevad arvustused annavad lootust: “A must stay Airbnb location! Directly opposite the RER A Val D’Europe and not far at all from the shopping centre, post office (for those post cards home) and the best patisserie ever (called maison Marteau- try their croissants and baguettes). One stop on the RER A to Disney (€1.95 adults and €0.90 kids) in a very memorable double decker train).

Vot nii broneerin pileteid ja reise mina. Võib olla oleks aeg hakata täiskasvanuks ja reise ette planeerima? Aga samas, need ei ole ju mingid reisid reisid. Paapua Uus Guineasse ja Amazonase vihmametsadesse planeeriks natuke rohkem isegi mina, aga sellised lähireisid…Mulle ei ole üldse oluline otselend või transpordivahend. Kui jääbki viimasele hetkele, siis nagu näha, kuidagi ikka saab, ka soodsalt.

How does an average person book a holiday? Thinking well in advance where to go, chooses suitable dates, finds as direct flight as possible and goes.

How do I book a holiday? Somebody chooses well in advance the destination to get the flights and accommodation fairly cheap. For various reasons, I delay the booking process and instead start doing that on the last minute. Have the prices changed? Of course they have. Everybody knows that. How to reach your destination then without overpaying too much? Usually I start to play with different departure dates, starting points and places to stay.

As you can guess, I tried to book our tickets on the last minute. To Paris. I checked flights from Tallinn, Stockholm, Helsinki, Riga and even Vilnius. Though I am quite tight with money when it comes to buying flight tickets, I have learnt that if the price difference is small, there is actually no point in going for the cheaper option as you will end up with different additional costs and paying the same amount if not more. This time though the difference was quite remarkable. The only reason, why I didn’t buy tickets via Australia (I am joking here, you do realize that) to Paris the first place, is Marek. He prefers to travel directly and comfortably to avoid any adventures. Yet he still lets me to take care of all the booking 😉

I was about to click and book direct flights for us, this time thinking of primarily at Marek, when I realized that I will be in Norway and Ida in Sweden before the trip. So why should we come back to Estonia for these direct flights, when we can get cheaper tickets from Sweden to Paris (no point in a ferry trip from Tallinn to Stockholm at that time, as the tickets are just unbelievably expensive). For example Stockholm-Vilnius and spend couple of night there. Then fly Vilnius-Paris and meet up with others. Very good idea and almost booked too. One flight for two people 40 euros, other flight 100. But suddenly I was thinking why Vilnius? Ryanair flys from Skavsta to other destinations too. So I googled Skavsta-Warsaw and Warsaw-Paris and was already looking up prices for accommodation in Paris. It wasn’t dear. One place cost 25 euros for two for three nights and it seemed very okay according to pictures and feedback. But still … it seemed a bit too cheap. A bit fishy, though the average rate was 9. So I booked a bit more expensive accommodation for us and bought tickets from Stockholm to Warsaw and then Warsaw-Paris. We will spend two nights in the capital of Poland to get to know it. I have never been to Warsaw yet.

Marek got his direct flight from Tallinn to Paris with others. I will calculate after the trip HOW cost-effective all this was. I must admit thought that this was more about because it was possible and seemed more fun. Beside, Ida is used to have adventures with me.

Of course I chose Aibnb in Paris instead of a hotel. I have spent too much time in hotels because of my work, so wherever possible I try to find something more exciting than your usual Scandic. So far I have not been disappointed. Usually the price is also better. I really hope the place is where I think it is. Luckily, various feedbacks let me believe, it does: “A must stay Airbnb location! Directly opposite the RER A Val D’Europe and not far at all from the shopping centre, post office (for those post cards home) and the best patisserie ever (called maison Marteau- try their croissants and baguettes). One stop on the RER A to Disney (€1.95 adults and €0.90 kids) in a very memorable double decker train).

So this is how I book our holidays and tickets. Maybe it is time to grow up and starting planning every trip in advance? But these are not your traditional trips. If I was going to Papua New Guinea or rainforests in Amazon, I would plan a bit more. But these sort of short trips … I really don’t care about direct flights or way of transport as a matter of fact. If it is left to the last minute, you can still get there, as you can see. And also save some money.

Kiidulaul Kivisaarele vol2/A-m-a-z-i-n-g T-shirts

May 31, 2018June 1, 2018 / Eveliis / 4 Comments

Nii umbes aasta aega tagasi kirjutas Marimell oma blogis No Art t-särkidest, et kes see loll särgi eest 49 eurot maksab. Ma pidin kohe vastu kirjutama, et mina maksaks küll, kui särk on kvaliteetne, sest üks lemmikumaid riideesemeid mu garderoobis on valge t-särk. Mul on neid elu jooksul olnud n+1. Mõned on vastu pidanud kauem, mõned vähem, aga valged t-särgid on mul kapis alati olemas olnud.

Kõigil neil on kippunud olema üks viga – nad venivad välja, eriti kaelused ja kui ma midagi vihkan, siis väljaveninud t-särgi kaeluseid. See on ka üks põhjus, miks ma enam ei ostagi paarieuroseid kiirmoe kettide t-särke. Nende kasutusaeg on umbes kaks pesukorda.

Kivisaare No Art särkide reklaam lubas, et särk on 100% puuvillast, pilt ei kulu ja mis kõige olulisem – särk ei veni välja. Minu No Artid on väga aktiivses kasutuses olnud aasta aega, pesumasinast käivad nad läbi 2-4 korda kuus. Võib olla isegi rohkem, ma ei loe väga kasutuskordi, aga kohvris on nad mul alati kaasas ja kui arvestada kui palju ma kohvri otsas elan ning et peale iga kandmist läheb t-särk pesumasinasse, siis võin julgelt öelda, et need on ikka väga aktiivses kasutuses särgid. Marekil sama – must kohvikupäevade t-särk on üks tema vaieldamatuid lemmikuid.

Ma ei valeta ega jäta midagi ütlemata, kui väidan, et Kivisaare t-särgid on parim leid t-särgi maailmas. Ei ole tuhmunud, värvist ära läinud, veninud ja kaelus on täpselt samasugune nagu siis kui need särgid endale saime. Proovisin Instas teha ühe väga lähedalt pildi kaelusest, minge vaadake, et ma räägin tõtt. Täiesti i-m-e-l-i-s-e-d särgid!

Around a year ago Marimell wrote about No Art T-shirts in their blog, wondering who would be stupid enough to pay 49 euros for a shirt. I had to reply them that I would pay IF it is quality shirt. One of my favorite item of clothing is a white T-shirt. I have lost counting how many of them have I actually had. Some have lasted longer, some not, but I always have had white t-shirts in my wardrobe.

So far they all have had similar fault – they stretch, specially the neck area and if there is something I hate, it is stretched neck on a t-shirt. This is why I no longer buy t-shirts that cost couple of euros. They are okay to use for only couple of wash times.

Kivisaar promoted his No Art shirts to be made 100% of cotton, that the picture will not fade and most importantly – it will not stretch. I have worn my No Art shirts actively for a year now, I wash them about 2-4 times a month, maybe even more. I really don’t count how many times I have worn something, but I always have them with me in my suitcase. Knowing how much I travel and that after every trip they go into the washing machine, I can say for sure, they have been in active use. It is the same with Marek’s shirts – the black t-shirt from the homecafédays is undeniably one of his favorite.

I am not lying or leaving nothing unsaid, but t-shirts by Kivisaar is the best discovery in the world of t-shirts. They don’t fade, loose out in color, stretch and the neck is exactly like brand new. I tried to take a closeshot of the neck in my Instagram, go and see that I am telling the truth. Really, a-m-a-z-i-n-g t-shirts.

“Make peace with your body”-bullshit

May 30, 2018May 30, 2018 / Eveliis / 23 Comments

Ikka see paganama kaaluteema. Valus teema. Minu jaoks hetkel. Seepärast ka uuesti sel teemal soiun. Eile jäi mulle silma paar postitust kehakaalu teemadel. Ikka seesama vana hea “armasta end sellisena nagu sa oled” ja “tee oma kehaga rahu” ja “ma olen kõhnemana end palju koledamana tundnud”. Ma ütlen ausalt, et minu jaoks on see paras pullikaka või pea liiva alla peitmine, endale valetamine. Ma lihtsalt ei usu seda. Esiteks kui seda räägib sale ja supervormis inimene. Ja teiseks kui seda räägib ülekaaluline. Nagu ma siin mõnda aega tagasi kirjutasin, siis mu enda keha ajab mind hetkel öökima. Paks otseselt ehk ei olegi, aga tõsiselt vormist väljas. Iga hommik nuputan ma, mida selga panna, et neid “kurve” (et mitte ju otse välja öelda “rasvavolte” varjata). Pildile oskan ma vajadusel jääda nii, et keegi ei saa otseselt arugi, et mis ma vingun, aga kõik on vaatenurga küsimus. Vaadake ise kui erinevad on pildid.

Aga see selleks. Miks ma julgen öelda, et see “armasta oma keha sellisena nagu ta on” on jama? Ma arvan, et kui inimene ei ole oma keha(kaalu)ga rahul, siis mitte ei pea seda õppima armastama, vaid tuleb midagi ette võtta. Olgu selleks rasvaimu või dieet ja trenn.

Mina otsustasin rohkema liikumise ja tervislikuma toidu kasuks. Ei saa öelda, et ma hetkel mingeid muudatusi näeks, aga ma püüan. Püüan, et saaksin end peeglist vaadata ilma riieteta nii, et ma ei tahaks nutma hakata. Ja et mu laps ei laulaks mulle “emmel on suur kõht”. Kuigi peab tunnistama, et selle “laulujupi” viis oli üsna kaasahaarav ja jäi pähe kummitama;)

“Love your body.” “Make peace with your body.” “Love yourself no matter how you look.” “It doesn’t matter if you’re +/-15 kg if you love yourself.” In my opinion it’s just bullshit. Skinny people ot overweight people in denial talking. If you are not satisfied with your body, you don’t have to learn to love it, you have to do something. At the moment I hate my body, it’s not exactly fat, but definately out of shape. I saw myself in the mirror and didn’t like what I saw. So I started to move more and eat in a more healthy way. Hoping to see the results in the end. Not be ashamed in bikinis. Not to have my daughter sing to me “mommy has big tummy” (in a very cathy way btw). Every morning is a battle to find clothes that fit and don’t show the outofshapeness (scored this outfit for 8 euros from @sarapuukirbukastallinn, bag is from another triftshop for one euro)

“maiiiinooor öörth, meidzör skaaaaai…”

May 18, 2018May 18, 2018 / Eveliis / 4 Comments

17. mai on mulle alati seostunud minu hostvanemate Britti ja Arnega – nemad tegid mulle kunagi kingituse ja kutsusid selleks päevaks Norra külla mu emme ja õe. Igatahes ei lähe mul kunagi meelest, kuidas me Oslosse emmele ja õele vastu läksime, hiljem Lillehammerisse sõitsime ja 17.maid tähistasime. See oli üks eriline päev. Mu 7-aastasel õel oli kaasas inglise keele sõnaraamat, sest ta kartis, et ma ei oska enam eesti keelt.

Järgmine mälestus 17.maist on seotud emme ja onu külaskäiguga. Mul oli just läbi saanud aastane kursus Lillehammer Högskoles ning nad tulid mulle järgi. Sellest külaskäigust on mul meeles eriliselt see, kuidas onu sattus vasikavaimustusse Arne Bang & Olufseni stereost, me imetlesime seda pooooool õhtut, Arne rääkis sellest suuuuurima hea meelega (sellest ajast olen ka mina B&O usku pööratud) ja mina olin vaimustuses A-Ha uuest plaadist. Terve tagasitee lõõritasime me “maiiiinooor öörth, meidzör skaaaaai…”

17. mai on minu jaoks üks eriliste mälestustega päev (seda enam, et Arnet, kes mulle nagu isaks muutus, enam meie hulgas pole). Sellest, KUI oluline on 17.mai norrakate jaoks, ei hakka ma isegi rääkima enam.

2015. aasta mais olime me Idaga kahekesi Norras. Ma nurusin Marekit, et ta Norra tuleks, et ta saaks osa suurest pidupäevast ja meie saaksime perena koos olla. Perena koos saime me olla, kuid tagantjärele mõtlen ma, et see oli üks paganama masendav päev. Meie tujud olid teatavatel põhjustel nulli lähedased, ilm oli masendavalt külm ja 17. mai polnud sugugi oma näoga. Või siis ilmselt oli ikka, sest ilm pole Norras kunagi takistuseks, kuid…no saate aru küll. Me istusime oma hallis ja külmas Lillehammeri kodus ja varjasime teineteise eest oma masendust. Kõik tundus nii tume ja lootusetu. Kas ma juba ütlesin, et õudselt külm oli?

2016. aasta oli hoopis kaunim. Esiteks oli imeilus ilm ja teiseks ei olnud me enam Lillehammeris üksinda. Me olime leidnud inimesed, kes meid külla kutsuvad ja aitavad koduigatsust peletada. Ja selle üle olin ma ülimalt tänulik. Selle aasta 17. maist sündisid uued mälestused.

17.mai 2018 oli jälle sarjast “modern family”. Marek kodus, Klaudia Poolas ja meie Ida, Jaagupi ja Satuga Lillehammeris. Õnneks vedas jällegi ilmaga, kuigi hommikul linna jalutades oli seitse kraadi ja varbad olid jääkülmad kui linna jõudsime, kuid lasterongkäiguks tuli päike välja ning lasteaiarongkäiguks oli ilm täpselt sama imeline nagu terve see nädal on olnud. Suvi Norras on midagi erakordselt ilusat. Kuna 17.mai tähendab, et lapsed võivad süüa nii palju jäätist kui tahavad, kasutas Ida seda kenasti ära. Tema limiidiks sai kuus. Siis ütles ta ise, et nüüd ei jaksa rohkem.

Sel aastal oli esimest korda ka lasteaialaste rongkäik ja võtab ikka härdaks küll kui vaatad neid mudilasi rahvariietes rongkäigus jalutamas.

Õhtul pidime me Kopenhaageni bussi peale minema. Pilet oli ka olemas. Juhtus aga nii, et Satu arvas, et see on üks hull mõte väsinud Idaga kõige pealt Kopenhaagenisse sõita, seal magamata peaga koosolekutele minna ja siis rongiga Stockholmi sõita. Eks ma pean nõustuma, et natuke hull oli see mõte küll, aga…mina ju;) Küll on hea, et on olemas moodsad sidevahendid nagu Skype. Koosolekud said hommikul peetud ja täna läheme me lennukiga otse Stockholmi. Slight change of plans käib asja juurde ju.

17th of May always reminds me of my hostparents Britt and Arne from Rotary exchange student times. They invited my mom and sister to celebrate 17th of May with us and I remember how thankful I was. I was 17 years old, away from home for the first time for so long time and well, coming to Norway may not seem like a big thing today, but 20 years ago it was a different story. Only plane tickets cost a fortune. At least for a middle class family. I remember how we picked them up in Oslo and later celebrated the day in Oslo. My 7 years old sister had brought with her an English-Estonian dictonary with her because she thought I cannot speak Estonian anymore. She could have us much ice cream as she wanted. It was a special day.

Next time I celebrated 17th of May was two years later. I had finished my studies at Lillehammer Högskole and my mom and uncle came to Norway to take me home. From this time I remember how my uncle and Arne talked for hours about Arne’s Bang and Olufsen stereo, and I was wearing a strange pink leather skirt, Where was the fashion police? Or was it the fashion then? Britt made fantastic dinner (thanks to her I love cooking (and art)).
Anyway… it was one cool day and trip back home. “Minor earth, major sky” we sang all the way to Stockholm, on the boat me and my uncle went dancing to the night club…sounds so weird now:) He was old then (34:D), I wonder what people thought seing a young girl in a night club with an OLD man.

But back to 17th of May. Three years ago me and Ida were alone in Norway. No families , no friends. I asked Marek to come to visit us, because I really didn’t want to be alone in that cold and dark apartment. It was a sad time and being alone made things even sadder. Marek came. I was happy that we could be toghether as a family, but we had no desire to celebrate anything. And it was FREEZING cold outside. We tried to enjoy the days, but you know quite frankly when you have lost almost everything, you don’t feel like celebrating. We sat in that cold apartment and did our best to enjoy. 17th of May last year had another face last year. Or was it us?

This year everything was totally different. Or actually like it is supposed to be. Like two years when we all lived in Norway. Yetserday was almost the same, only had a bit of “modern family” touch to it. Marek in Estonia, Klaudia in Poland and we celebrating together with “onu Jaabuk” and Satu. It was one AMAZING WARM SUNNY AND SWEET day, full of laughter and joy, celebration. the 17th of May had the face I remembered from old times (old times? what am I 98yrs old talking about “old times”?). And we have friend (who feel almost like family) here. People, who invite us to their homes, help to get rid of homesickness, make us feel welcome in Norway. I am so grateful for that.
Ida took total advantage of the fact that children can have us much ice cream as they want today. She had 6 icecreams. Six!

Hullud eestlased ja üks leedukas/Crazy Estonians and one Lithuanian

May 16, 2018August 21, 2025 / Eveliis / 4 Comments

Mõnikord on mul tunne, et ma ei tee oma eluga mitte midagi olulist ega kasulikku. Lihtsalt eksisteerin ja võtan ruumi. Mõtteid mul iseenesest on ja isegi tahtmist, aga julgust jääb puudu. Eriti kuna ma olen läbikukkumistest õppinud ja enam uisapäisa tegutsema ei torma. Samas mulle nii meeldivad igasugused hullu(se)d ja eriti sellised heas mõttes hullus, kes päriselt midagi teevad oma eluga.

Ühel päeval kirjutas mulle Miina, et on koos kolme eestlase ja ühe leedukaga Gruusias, et anda oma panus sealse teetööstuse päästmisesse. Tehtud on esimesed sammud, et olukorda rõõmsamaks muuta- nad on alustanud kolme istanduste puhastamisega ning suve keskpaigas on valmis tootma oma esimese mahedalt kasvatatud tee. Puudu on veel tehas ja selle ehitamiseks vajavad nad natuke kaasmaalaste abi. Ehk siis üsna pea alustavad nad ühisrahastuskampaaniaga, mille raames loodavad koguda vähemalt osa vajaminevast investeeringust, et nad saaksid ühest vanast laohoonest teha korraliku teetehase.

Küsis, kas ma olen nõus neid aitama info levitamisega. Püha jumal, jaaa! Kas see pole mitte fantastiline mõte? Jätta oma tegemised siin ja minna Gruusiasse teed kasvatama. Nii äge, et ma ausalt mõtlesin, et issand jumal, kui vaid saaks tõmbaks seljakoti selga, haaraks Ida kaenlasse ja nõuaks, et Marek kaasa tuleks ning läheks ka Gruusiasse.

Kui te ei teadnud, siis aastaid tagasi oli Gruusia üks maailma suurimatest teetootjatest, kuid 1990-ndate alguses kukkus kogu tööstus kõigest 5 aastaga kokku. Tänaseks on kunagisest hiigeltööstusest järel vaid kummituslikud tehasehooned, umbrohtu kasvanud istandused ja tühjad külad. Ma mäletan varajasest lapsepõlvest, et Andu jõi alati musta teed ja ma enda arvates ei eksi kui ma ütlen, et see oli Gruusia tee (kui lugeda seda postitust, siis mul võib täitsa õigus olla). Mul on meeles, et seal oli pal tekst kummalises keeles ja gruusia tähed on ju ometi kummalised. Vähemalt väikesele lapsele.

Igatahes elan mina nendele täiega nüüd kaasa ja kohe kui nad oma ühisrahastuskampaaniaga alustavad toetan ma nende tegevust kohe kindlasti. Ilmselt on minu panus küll imepisike võrreldes vajaminevaga, aga võib olla tahad sina ja sina ja sina ka toetada?

Hoidke nende tegemistel silma peal. Väga põnev on.

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Koduleht ja blogi: Renegade Tea Estate

A lot of “journeys” start in a somewhat similar way. Usually, there are

some coincidences for people, such as meeting someone who inspired them or

visiting places that led to new ideas. The journey of

Renegade Tea Estate started also with a series of coincidences. It’s a long story, however, so if you want to know exactly how they discovered the abandoned tea plantations in Georgia, you can read the full account in their blog.
They didn’t have a lifelong dream to become tea farmers and there were no dramatic moments of “clarity” that descended on them. It started as a random thought but, somehow, one step followed another and with each of them they got more interested and more determined to push further. There were also moments of doubt and, at times, they were intimidated by the idea of exchanging the office attire for rubber boots. There were a few that left the team halfway through and there were others that joined later but, in the end, passion was bigger than our fear.

All photos: https://www.renegadetea.com

Esimest korda elus olen ma endale vastik vaadata// For the first time in my life I cannot stand the look of myself

May 14, 2018May 15, 2018 / Eveliis / 35 Comments

Ma olen endaga siiani rahul olnud. Oma välimusega siis. Mind ei heiduta kommentaarid, et ma näen vanem välja, sest ma ise tunnen end noorena. Mõnikord mõtlen küll, et holy shit ma olen põhimõtteliselt 40, et see on ju juba täiesti täiskasvanud inimene, aga ma ei tunne end täiskasvanuna. Vananemine on paratamatu ja mul ei ole laias laastus vahet, kas ma näen välja 30+ või 40+ või 50+.

Küll aga pean ma tunnistama, et viimasel ajal on mind väga häirinud kommentaarid mu kehakaalu kohta. Vahet ei ole, kas see tuleb naljaga pooleks Marekilt või mu emalt või suvaliselt kommenteerijalt blogis. See on häirinud mind sellepärast, et mul on kodus peegel ja kuigi ma teen nalja, et riided on vist pesus kokku läinud, siis ma ju ise tean, et tegelikult olen ma lihtsalt ei rohkem ega vähem kui kümme kilo ülekaaluline. Mind häirivad need kommentaarid, sest need on puhas tõde. Ma olen paks! Ma olen alati nagu vist kõik naised rääkinud, et ma olen paks, aga see on ilmselt olnud selline “pean rääkima, sest olen naine”-pullikaka. nüüd ma tunnen, et ma olen paks. Ja see on nii vastik tunne.

Vastik tunne, sest ma tunnen end kehvasti. Asjad ei istu seljas, kõndides tunnen kuidas kõhupekk liigub, ma näen endal isegi seljapekki ja ainus variant näha enam-vähem söödav välja on kasutades trimmivat aluspesu. Viimane on iseenesest okei, sest on riideid, mis kohe ei istu kuidagi seljas ilma trimmiva korsetita, aga ma olen endale ette söönud ja joonud kõhu, mis meenutab rasedakõhtu. Kleit on seljas ja tuul puhub valelt poolt ning kohe joonistubki vats välja. See on õõvastav. Ausalt.

Ma olen enda peale tige, et mul pole piisavalt tahtejõudu olnud, et see kaalutõus kontrolli alla panna. Jube lihtne oli öelda, et aahhh, antidepressandid on süüdi, aga kes mul keelas siis rohkem liikuda ja vähem süüa? Ja ka vähem juua. Mul on isegi veini suhtes vastikustunne, sest see on kindlasti ka üks põhjus, miks mu kaal on tõusnud. Ma liigun küll palju, täna olen ma juba kõndinud täis üle 12000 sammu, aga see pole ju trenn. Isegi kui ma tahan end petta ja öelda, et ohh küll ma nüüd olin tubli ja kõndisin palju. Fakt on, et mulle vaatab peeglist vastu ülekaaluline mutt.

Ma saan aru, et praegu on jube popp endale rinnale taguda ja rõhutada kui äge on paks olla ning leida sellele igasugu vabandusi – sünnitanud naine, depressioonis, soodumusega, blaablaablaaa. Mõni tüsedam naine tõepoolest näeb kena välja ja mõnele mu meelest lausa isegi sobib natuke paksem olla ning samuti ei arva ma, et kõik peaksid olema piitspeenikesed, aga sellest ma ei räägigi. Ma tahan olla normaalkaalus. Istuda nii, et ma ei peaks vastikust tundma oma kõhtu vaadates või häbeneda silmad peast kui näen oma käsivarsi. Ida tegi must eile pilti. Oli see siis vale või just nimelt õige nurk, aga mul oli esimest korda elus ennast vastik vaadata.

So far I have been satisfied with myself. That is with how I look. I was not bothered with the comments that I appeared older, because I feel young inside. Sometimes I do think that “holy s**t, I am almost 40” and that means being an adult, but I don’t feel like an adult. You cannot help getting older and in general I don’t care if I look 30+ or 40+ or 50+.

But I must admit I have been very annoyed with the recent comments towards my weight. Doesn’t matter, if Marek or my mother makes fun over me or if it is a random comment in my blog. It has bothered me, because I have a mirror at home and though I joke about my clothes shrinking in the wash, I do know that I am just 10 kilos too heavy. These comments get to me, because they represent the truth. I am fat! Like many women, I have also complaint about being fat before, but that was more like the bulls**t you need to tell since you are a woman. Now I feel I am fat. And that feeling is repulsive.

Horrible feeling and I feel terrible. My clothes don’t fit properly, I feel the fat wobbling on my belly when walking, I can see fat on my back and the only way to look decent enough is to wear trimming underwear. The latter as such is acceptable as there are clothes that won’t look good at all without a trimming corset. My problem is that I have eaten and drank so much that now my belly makes me look pregnant. For example, I wear a dress, the wind is blowing from the wrong angle and straight away you can see my pregnant belly. It’s disgusting, honestly.

I am angry with myself for lacking willpower and not getting this weight gain under control. It was so easy to say it is the antidepressants, but who forbid me to exercise more and eat less? And drink less too. I even feel reluctant towards wine, because that is definitely one of the reasons I have put on weight. I do move around a lot, I have done 12000 steps today already, but that is not exercising, is it? Even if I try to trick and praise myself for being good walker. The fact remains – when I look into the mirror I have one overweight old lady staring back at me.

I understand it is really fashionable to show off and find excuses when you have too many kilos on you – you gave birth, you are depressed, you have tendency to become overweight, bla–bla-bla. Some bigger ladies do look good, I think being a bit overweight actually suits some people and I don’t think that everyone should be too skinny, but I’m not talking about this anyway. I want to be in normal weight. To be able to sit so that I don’t feel repulsed by my belly, or feel embarrassed when I see my arms. Ida took a photo of me yesterday. Whether it was from the wrong or maybe in fact from the right ankle, but for the first time I couldn’t stand the look of myself.

Kaua veel?/You have no idea how scornfully I used to look at my friends…

May 12, 2018May 12, 2018 / Eveliis / 2 Comments

Seda te juba teate, et ma olen 20 aastat Norra ja Eesti vahet tilkunud ja et mulle see meeldib. Mingil perioodil on ära väsitanud, olen pausi teinud, kuid ikka ühel või teisel moel tagasi Norrani jõudnud. Nüüd on veel lisandunud Taani ja Rootsi. Pole üldse probleemi oma reisiplaane jooksvalt ümber muuta vastavalt vajadusele.

Ma arvasin, et seekord ma siiski Taani ei jõua, aga eile sain ma kaks kohtumiste kutset (+ rongipilet on soodne) ja muidugi tekkis mul mõte, et peab minema. Sisetunne ütleb, et on õige asi. Öise rongiga saaks Stockholmi, seal saaks emme kontserdile minna (kes Stockholmi kandis, tulge ka!) ja siis läbi Soome koju Tallinna. Sest soodsam on ja saab boonuspunkte kasutada. Ilma autota on ka suurem tõenäosus kohe järgmisele laevale jõuda.

Sain veel kutse ka ühele kohtumisele Stockholmis ja plaanisin ka selle veel ära teha ja kuigi teoorias on see teostatav, siis see läheb juba liiga üle noatera kiirustamiseks. Me jõuaks 22. hommikul Tallinnasse, aga ma lähen juba teistpidi uuesti lennukile, et Põhja-Norrasse minna. Tahaks ikka Ida koju viia ja no tegelikult võiks ju kohvri ka lennujaamast ära tuua ning puhta pesu sisse panna enne uut reisi. Ma isegi juba mõtlesin, et võin ju Ida jätta emme juurde Rootsi või üldse tööreisile kaasa võtta, ta on ju harjunud, kuid Idal on Eestis 24. “Printsess hernetera” etendus ja ta on nii oodanud, et saab Kristiina, kristallide printsess olla. Niigi lasteaia etendusest jäi ta minu pärast juba ilma, oleks ebaaus veel ühest peost ta ilma jätta.

Ühesõnaga ma olen harjunud kohvri otsas elama ja väga nagu teisiti ei oskagi. Ida on samasugune. Täna ütles üks kolleeg mulle, et ma olen õudne sebija, heas mõttes, et kui on vaja mingeid kohtumisi kokku leppida ja läbirääkimistele jõuda, siis ma lihtsalt sebin meid sinna laua taha ning ma sain aru, et Ebapärlikarbil oli õigus kui ta ütles, et ma kurdan, et Ida on aktiivne, aga ise ei püsi pudelis ka paigal. Ja meil pole vahet, kuidas me reisime. Ei ole nii, et vaid lennukiga punktist A punkti B. Ma ALATI vaatan läbi kõik võimalikud variandid, et leida soodsaim. See on juba nagu omamoodi haigus. Kui rong, buss, auto on soodsam kui lennuk, siis vabalt bussiga. Okei, Tromsøsse ei hakanud ma tõesti muid variante peale lennukiga vaatama, aga põhimõtteliselt kui aega ja finantse oleks, siis ilma probleemita võiks ma sinna ka autoga sõita. Ma olen kunagi sealt autoga tagasi Lillehammerisse tulnud, väga põnev oli, aga jaa…aega on vaja.

Aga kaua ma veel niimoodi jaksan? Selline eluviis on põnev ja minu teetassike, kuid samas pean ma ausalt tunnistama, et ega väga kaua ilmselt enam ei jaksa. Ja pealegi läheb Ida juba kahe aasta pärast kooli (issand, kuidas aeg lendab!) ja siis tuleb elukorraldust paiksemaks muuta. Polegi enam palju jäänud. Seepärast ma vist naudingi hetkel veel võimalust kohvri otsas elada ja võimalust spontaanselt plaane muuta.

Kui paiksemaks jääme ja natuke veel vanemaks saame, siis ma võtan endale kitsed ja alpakad:) Olgu-olgu, päris uisapäisa sellist asja ikka ei tee, aga mida rohkem ma mõtlen, seda rohkem mulle selline tulevikuplaan meeldib. Ja te ei kujuta ette KUI põlglikult ma oma sõpru vaatasin kui nad kümme aastat tagasi mulle ütlesid, et “ja kunagi võtad loomad ja…”

You already know that I have been going back and forth Norway and Estonia for 20 years now and that I enjoy it. At some points in my life it has exhausted me, I’ve taken a break but one way or another I have always come back to Norway. Now I also often go to Sweden and Denmark. I’ve got no problems changing my travel plans on the go as needs be.

I thought I wouldn’t make it to Denmark this time but yesterday I received two invitations for meetings (+ the train fare was cheap), so obviously I thought that I must go. My gut instinct tells me it’s the right thing to do. I could take the night train to Stockholm, go to my mum’s concert there (whoever else is in town, come as well!) and then go via Finland back home. Because it’s cheaper that way and I can use my collected points. Without a car, there’s a better chance to actually make it to the next ferry.

I also received another invitation to a meeting in Stockholm and I had planned to take it and although in theory, it’s doable, it is actually cutting it too close. We would arrive in Tallinn in the morning of 22^nd but I’m then already catching another flight to go to Northen Norway. I’d like to take Ida home and actually collect my suitcase from the airport and fill it with clean underwear. I already considered that I could leave Ida at my mum’s in Sweden or take her with me to the business trip as she is so used to it but Ida has a performance of “Princess and the Pea” on 24^th in Estonia and she’s been so excited to be Christina, the Princess of Crystals. She already had to miss out on her play in kindergarten, so it would be unfair to let her miss another party.

Basically, I’m used to living out of my suitcase and I don’t really know another way of living. Ida is exactly the same. A colleague told me today that I’m a huge hustler, in a good way. Whenever any meetings need to be arranged or agreements reached, then I usually manage to get us behind the table. I realised that the blogger Ebapärlikarp is correct when she said that I complain what an active child Ida is whereas I myself am always as busy as a bee. And it doesn’t matter how we travel. It’s not just taking a flight from A to B. I ALWAYS look through all possible ways of travelling to find the cheapest. It’s almost like a disease. If a train, a car or a bus is the cheapest option, then I’d happily take the bus. Okay, I wouldn’t even look at other options except for the plane to get to Tromsø but if I had the time and the means, I’d have no problem driving there. I once drove back to Lillehammer from Tromsø, it’s was really exciting but yes… you need time.

How much longer can I keep it going like this? I find this way of life exciting and it’s exactly my cup of tea but in all honesty, I must admit that I probably can’t keep this up for much longer. Also, Ida starts school in two years’ time (gosh, how time flies!) and then I need to become more settled in my life. So I don’t have that much longer left. I think this is why at the moment I enjoy living out of my suitcase and spontaneously changing my plans as much as I do.

When we become more settled and become even older, I’ll get goats and alpacas 🙂 Okay, okay, I wouldn’t quite go into it thoughtlessly but the more I think about it, the more I like that prospect for future. And you have no idea HOW scornfully I used to look at my friends when they told me ten years ago that someday I’d have animals and…

Reisile minuga. Viperusteta? Of course not.//”The gate to Norwegian flight will be closed in 5 minutes.”

May 11, 2018May 14, 2018 / Eveliis / Leave a comment

Ma ei tea, miks ma olin täiesti kindel, et meie tänane lend läheb pool kolm. Hea on, et Ida mulle mulle nii kaua pinda käis, et ma vaatasin järgi ja sain teada, et lend läks tund aega varem. Noh vahet ei ole iseenesest, sest Tallinna lennujaam on väike ja niikuinii jõuab.

Hea on, et me siiski varem, mitte viimasel hetkel nagu mul kombeks on, lennujaama läksime, sest nagu te arvata võite algas seiklus. Selgus, et mul oli tellitud vaid käsipagas. Ma oleksin võinud vanduda, et mul OLI lisapagasiga pilet, aga tundes mind ei saanud ma ka sada protsenti kindel olla. Okei, vahet pole, maksame siis pagasi eest juurde. Selgus, et see on 80 eurot. 80!!! Dafaq. Mitte mingil juhul ei maksa ma kohvri eest juurde 80 eurot kui ma olen ostnud piletid (mitmuses) 40 eest. Pühapäevane lend oleks ka vähem maksnud. Aga no me olime juba lennujaamas! Ma päriselt küsisin koristajalt musta prügikoti, sest ma oleks pigem oma asjad prügikotti pakkinud kui maksnud. Õnneks leidsin ma suveniiripoest kümne euro eest koti, kuhu suurem osa meie asjadest ära mahtus. Natuke pressimist ja praakimist ning me läksime käsipagasiga lennukisse. Nägime küll välja nagu mustlased, aga vahet pole. Kohver jäi meid lennujaama hoiukappi ootama.

Ma olin Idale lubanud, et ta saab lennujaamast osta endale nii mänguasja kui kommi. Me veetsime sada tuhat valgusaastat mänguasjapoes ja kui me sealt lõpuks välja saime, olin ma nii väsinud, et lasin Ida mängualale minna ja ostsin endale klaasi veini. Jõin seda rahulikult, vaatasin kella, et aega ju on – lend väljub ju alles pool kolm. Natuke enne poolt kahte torkas mulle pähe, et pagan…lend läks ju tund aega varem. Jalutasin rahulikult infotabloo juurde. Seal ei olnud Oslo lennu juures midagi kirjas. Ausalt. Istusin maha tagasi ja mõtlesin, et huvitav, kas boarding ei peaks juba hakkama. Sekund enne seda kui ma jõudsin järeldusele, et ehk oleks taibukas väravasse minna, kuulsime me teadaannet. “Värav Norwegian lennule … suletakse viie minuti pärast.” Pagan, meil olid ju kõik asjad laiali. Haarasime kõik oma asjad ja jooksime. Inimesed vist vaatasid meid natuke imelikult, aga kammoon, kes ei oleks paljajalu, kingad näpus, lennukile jooksnud?

Aga saate aru, ma olin sellest pagasijamast nii väsinud, et ma ei pannud tähele kui boarding algas. Ma kuulsin küll poes, et räägiti Norwegiani Oslo lennust, aga mu aju eo registeerinud, et see polnud lihtsalt infoteadaanne, vaid boardingu algus.

Lennule me igatahes jõusime. Paganama hea, et Tallinna lennujaam on nii pisike ja kodune, et viie minutiga jõuab ühest otsast teise. Ida jooksis ka nagu väike sportlane. Ma olen päriselt hämmingus KUI asjalik ta reisides on ja kui palju ta vastu peab. Kui mina olen väsinud, siis kui väsinud tema tegelikult on? Aga ta ei näita seda kunagi välja. Kuni üleväsimuseni.

Lennukis istus meie kõrvale üks mees, kellega me juttu hakkasime ajama. Ida õhutusel. (NB: Bussiness idea. Ma võin hakata vallalistele inimestele date´e korraldama Ida kaudu.) Tundus minuvanune. Rongis, sest me sattusime ka samasse kanti sõitma, selgus, et ta on kohe pensionile minemas. Uuups. Kompliment talle. Aga mitte mulle. Ida küsis sada korda, et kas onu tuleb meiega kaasa. Naersime ja ütlesime, et ma ei ole kindel, kas issile see meeldiks kui me mingi onu lihtsalt rongist kaasa võtame. Ida aga vaatas onule otsa ja ütles: “Aga ma tahan!” Õnneks onu oli mõistlik ja arvas ka, et äkki issile ei meeldiks selline idee, aga no päriselt, Ida võiks vallaliste inimeste kosjamooriks hakata.

Naljakas oli muidugi see kokkusattumus, et mees, kellega me tutvusime, tegeleb autoremondiga ja tunneb inimesi, kes ka Lillehammeris remondiga tegelevad. Me viimane kord just arutasime, et oleks hea Mondeo korda saada, et oleks siin Norras üks auto, millega vajadusel ringi liikuda. No ja…voila. Vähemalt on meil nüüd inimene, kellelt uurida, kas ja miks ja kuidas ja kui palju eest auto korda saaks.

Lillehammerisse jõudes ootas meid ees talv. Okei, peaaegu talv. 10 kraadi sooja ja paduvihm. Samas ei saa öelda, et päev oleks totaalselt untsu läinud. Ida oli nii väsinud, et juba seitsmest saati nohiseb ta mõnusalt mu kürval diivanil ja me saame rahus “Modern Familyt” nautida. Teleka vaatamine Ida kõrvalt on luksus;)

I don’t know why I was so sure that our flight today will depart at half past two. I’m glad that Ida kept going at me until I checked and found out the departure time to be an hour earlier. It actually doesn’t matter as Tallinn airport is small enough and you will make it anyway.

Good thing we went to the airport earlier, not at the last minute like I normally would do, because as you can imagine, the adventure started there and then. It turned out that our tickets included hand luggage only. I could have sworn that I order checked in luggage too, but knowing me, I couldn’t be 100% sure either. Okay, we’ll pay the extra then if needs too. Turned out, it was 80 euros!!! WTF!?!?! There is no way I am paying 80 euros for a suitcase when I have bought the tickets (in plural) for 40. Even the flight on Sunday will have cost less. But since we already were in the airport… I literally asked the cleaning lady for a bin bag, as I had rather pack my things in rubbish bag than paid that extra amount. Luckily I found a bag for 10 euros in the souvenir shop where I could fit majority of our things. A bit of sorting and stuffing and we entered the plane with hand luggage only. Never mind we looked like gypsies. Our suitcase is now waiting for us in locker in the airport.

I had promised to buy Ida a toy and some candy in the airport. We spent ages in the toyshop and once we left it, I was so tired, that I let Ida to run around in the play area and bought myself a glass of wine. While I was really enjoying that glass, I looked at the clock and thought “we still have time” – the flight departs half past two. Just before half past one it suddenly occurred to me “damit – the flight was an hour earlier.” So I walked to check the flight information, nothing was written on the board about the flight to Oslo. Honestly, I sat back down and wondered if boarding shouldn’t have already start. Just before I decided to maybe go to the gate, just in case, we heard the announcement “The gate to Norwegian flight … will be closed in 5 minutes.” Shit, and our things were all over the place. We grabbed everything in our hands and run. People might have looked us a bit weird, but c’mon, who wouldn’t run bare foot to catch their flight?

Seriously, I was so tired of the situation with our luggage, that I missed the call for boarding. When we were in the shop, I did hear announcements about Norwegian flight to Oslo, but my brain never registered, that it was not just information, but the start of boarding.

Anyways, we made it to the flight. I’m so glad, that Tallinn airport is so small that you can make it from one end to another within 5 minutes. Ida was running like a little athlete. I really AM surprised, how efficient she can be on trips and how much she can handle. If I am tired, how tired she might be? But she never shows it. Until she’s over tired.

There was a guy sitting next to us that we started to chat with. On Ida’s encouragement. (PS! Business idea. I can organize dates through Ida to single people). He seemed my age. On the train, as we happened to go to the same area, it turned out that he will be retiring soon. Oh Dear! There is a compliment to him. Not to me though. Ida asked about hundred times, if the uncle is coming with us. I laughed and said that I am not so sure daddy would like if we take a random uncle with us. Ida just looked at the uncle and said “But I want!” Luckily the uncle was reasonable enough and also said that daddy might not like the idea, but seriously – Ida could easily become a matchmaker.

It was a funny coincidence though that the man is a car mechanic and knows people, who fix cars in Lillehammer. It was not long ago when we were discussing how good it would be to get the Mondeo working again, so we will have a car here in Norway to use if needed. And … voila. At least we now know somebody to ask if and how and for how much we could fix the car.

Once we arrived to Lillehammer, it was winter again. Well, almost winter, 10 degrees and pouring rain. I wouldn’t say though that the day was a complete waste. Ida was so tired that she has been sleeping since 7PM on the couch next to me while we are enjoying Modern Family in peace. Watching TV whilst Ida is around is luxury

Idyllic country living near city

May 10, 2018May 10, 2018 / Eveliis / 2 Comments

Meie kodu on selline, mis kunagi valmis ei saa. Ausalt noh. Me vist jäämegi poolikusse majja elama. Näiteks magamistuba on meil remontimisel nüüd juba…üle aasta? Mina ei oska ja Marekil pole aega. Pealegi pole ma talle veel julgenud öeldagi, et ma tahan seina tapeeti. Aga on üks asi, mida ta ei oska/ei taha osata. Tapeedipanek. Kas siin on ehk kedagi, kes jumaldab pahteldamist, lihvimist ja tapeedipanekut? Mul on üks magamistuba pakkuda sellisele imeinimesele.

Aga mitte sellest.

Tegelikult hoopis sellest, et meie ligadi-logadi, poolik segasummasuvila on Airbnb´s üleval. Sel kuul olen ma saanud päris mitu päringut, endalegi ootamatult, aga jaa, mulle täiega meeldib kui suvel maja rahvast täis on. Meiega koos või meieta. Naiivselt unistan ma, et ühel ilusal päeval jõuame me külalistemaja ehituseni ka. No siis kui me päriselt 55+ oleme;)

Our home is located 20km from Talllinn, nearest town (Keila) 5km. You will have a private room but are welcome to share the living room, kitchen, bathroom, garden with or without us:) You can also rent the whole house.
We are a family of three, with a 4years old daughter. Two cool cats and dog called Hugo live with us.
Come stay with us to enjoy the quietness of Estonian nature.

STOP!

May 7, 2018May 7, 2018 / Eveliis / 5 Comments

Oma kogemusest Placent Activ toodetega olen ma mitmeid kordi rääkinud ja ei hakka seepärast üle korrutama, et tegu on ühe mu lemmikuga. Olen kuulnud, et osadele ei sobi, et jätab juuksed kuivaks, kui aus olla siis minu ka, kui liiga pikka aega järjest kasutan, aga seepärast kasutangi ma seda kuurina ning lisaks kasutan juuste niisutamiseks juukseõli ja Turbliss juuksemaski. Mu juuste olukord on silmnähtavalt paranenud.

Mul on täiega hea meel, et Aravon maailma vallutab oma toodetega, mina omalt poolt teen kõik, et toode ka Skandinaaviasse jõuaks. Hoian pöidlad pihus, et järgnevad koosolekud edukad oleks.

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Taking care the right way – shampoo on your head skin and conditioner on the ends of your hair!

In addition to using the right products, you also have to use them the right way. Your hair is most fragile when they are wet, therefore you should comb and untangle them before washing. This way you can prevent split ends occur.

Apply small amount of shampoo on the top of your head, massage gently until foam appears and then rinse. After rinsing off the shampoo, you should apply the conditioner only on the half length of your hair. Attention! Don’t use too much conditioner as overdosing is more likely to strain your hair rather than moisturizing.

To finish off, open the Placent Activ Milano ampoule and apply to your moist head. Massage gently and do your hair like you normally would as you don’t need to rinse them again. How easy is that!

NEW! Vitamins to encourage the growth of your hair.

Photos: Placent Activ and Myphotodotpage.

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