After six great days filled of alcohol (sorry dad), birthday celebrations, new words and sausages we headed over to our beer drinking, sauna bathing, Saturday sausage loving neighbours to the north; Finland. We had an epic reunion planned and epic it was. Aside of eating like pampered pigs we handled shotguns and handguns, buildt randome fires for sausage grilling, spent hours roadtripping and spent a few days apart. Our two amazing friends Jenna and Olav picked us up at the airport and back im Vasa Marika The Fixer was waiting with freshly baked cookies and an adorable sign saying "Bunny and Boo" with some seriously lifelike animations to it. Jenna and Olav was suppose to bring it to the airport but they totally chickened out. Anyways. The evening was spent at Strampen with an delicious three coarse dinner and wine. Then we tried, like really tried, to get our party on but shit just wasn't happening. So we went home for an early night and some serious R'n'R. 

Friday came and with it some serious pigging out. I'll chalk it down for you

- huge breakfast

- beer tasting at Bocks

- Hessburger for lunch

- "fika" (oh the so glorious coffe with cake that all swedes do) at Sweet Wasa

- serious dinner at Amarillo

then girls night out with like a trillion shots and last but not least:

- Hessburger on the way home from the pub

at this point bunny went with the guy part of our party to the deep woods of Eskola for some serious man-time. Birds were shot, alcohol was consumed and toilets were no more. They did on the other hand have a poop house that everyone was sincerely happy with. At retrieval day I myself peed behind it. I need to be drunk to get it done. 

And as as my dear bunny enjoyed some strict testosterone times I myself got down and dipping with the girls. We did complete a full on evening out and when Saturday rolled around we went all in with dipp, veggies and, hold on to your holsters; liquorish tea. It was super mysigt. And needed. 

So between Sunday and Tuesday we got some mushroom picking down, we washed our clothes, ate some more and enjoyed an evening of shotting rum, Lithuanian style, with snacks and cheesesballs.