The long awaited girly weekend getaway to Stockholm came and went way too quickly, just like fun things always tend to do. Can’t say I was physically rested after only sleeping a few hours per night, but the trip definitely gave me a mental boost – it’s just so relaxing to spend time with people from your own little town that speak the same dialect and that you’ve known for so long!
Tomorrow Lana and I are flying to Finland for the 5th time within a year, this time to attend my grandmother’s funeral unfortunately. It’s safe to say that flying with a baby/toddler has almost become a routine and I’m getting pretty good at it! Packing gets easier each time as does the whole logistics of the journey. What I’m dreading though is the flight itself and how I’ll be able to entertain a toddler who just wants to walk around…
Pretty much ever since I moved to Edinburgh I’ve been wanting to go on a guided tour in the Old Town, but just never quite made it. We did go on one of those ghost tours in the underground vaults when I was still living in London and only visiting, but we had to interrupt the tour as I thought I was going to faint due to lack of oxygen (and perhaps my hangover had something to do with it too…)
I’ve posted some wintry photos of my home town in the past but it’s in summer that the town really comes alive and shows off its beauty. During my 7-week stay this summer I’ve taken a bunch of photos of Old Borgå that I thought I’d share here with you as well!