Salvador is onboard! Or the times when my Portuguese-Estonian children could visit... Portugal!
Pre-pandemic 2019 was another difficult year from a personal perspective: However, with a huge difference: my kids had not been subtracted yet by her mother Age Viira and, even while living in Estonia, they could still travel happily to Portugal with their papa (me) and visit their friends and family in Lisbon and around (especially both Portuguese grandparents and their beloved cousin Laura). This picture, taken on a Helsinki-Lisbon flight operated by Finnair in July 2019 embodies what could have been the normality lost over these 3+ years. Jonas now hardly understands the Portuguese language, let alone speaks it. Really sad, but the flight, sorry, the flight continues, irrespective of all the nasty post-Soviet Estonian-Viljandi-family tricks. Another tomorrow will sing louder, I am sure and hopeful, for the highest interest of my three children and their biggest joy. Also important: thanks, Salvador — I always knew you deserved such a name.