Weekend escapades

I became godfather yesterday in Turku. My sister’s son got name Onni, a beautiful traditional Finnish name.

The trip to Turku was surprising. First, on Saturday we packed our family and the stuff to the car and drove to Turku, bought a cake to celebrate Aapo’s six months birthday and arrived to my sister’s apartment. After savouring the cake, we gradually began to remember what we had left behind in Helsinki: a playmat for Onni, a weft for my mother and last, but not least, my suit and Sanna’s dress.

There were no other choice than to drive back to Helsinki to pick them up. I and my dad undertook the four hour drive to Helsinki and back, just to pick the missing stuff, put some food brought by my parents to the fridge, and turn off light in our bedroom. Boy, I was tired after the drive. This “detour” also prohibited me to visit any bookstores in Turku…

The rest of the trip was much better. The christening, on early Sunday afternoon, was relaxed and very cozy, and the food was good. We left to Helsinki at four o’clock and were at home at six, after stopping once for calming down Aapo — he had a huge road rage near Helsinki. Fortunately, his memory is still short and he was showing the sunny side after getting some food and a clean nappy.