I left Estonia quite few years ago already, but I always make sure that I will go there at least once a year. Every year I take around 1 week off of my responsibilities in Reyjavik and will fly to Estonia to spend some time on my island.
This year i flew there with a little bucket list of things I wanna do or go before I'm gonna fly back to Iceland. There is few things I always miss when I'm away of my island and by saying that I really talk about places or things, not memories or people.
Three of my biggest wishes this time was to 1) walk in a forest; 2) swim in a salty sea; 3) see a sunrise in a bog. And I did all three of them. My friend Kaspar took me with his motorcycle to the beach. Weather were really warm and the sea was as well. It was just the morning before I had to leave my island to start going back to Reykjavik.
On my second day, my talented friend, who is also an awesome photo- and videographer, agreed to wake up 4am with me to head to bog, just to see the sunrise from there. We slept only 3 hours and 4am, grabbing coffee from our local gas station, we were ready to head off. Almost one hour drive and 2km hike, we were on a platform, where is always pretty to see the sunrise and there is also a bog lake, where you can have a swim. And little to say- ofcourse I jumped in without a doubt. That's when he took these cool photographs of me. Have to say- it's pretty cool to have a cool friends who take some photographs of you once in a while.
Other than that- spending one week there this year was really good. After a long time I felt like i woulnd't mind to stay some days longer, as it was still warm, everybody was home in my island, my friends were there, everybody had a time, there was no pressure or anything too new. Everything really felt like a sweet nostalgia, were I was able to be back 18.
There is a beauty of going back to places were you were, just to understand your own personal growth. I never really understood people who cry over past and how "old times" were something mystical, what will never happen again. I personally love progress and growing into something bigger or new. But I like to remember where am I coming from and that's why I find going back to my island every now and then, extremely important. To remember, to compare, to enjoy.
photos by Priidu Saart