My Sunday in geometric forms or lines or whatnot (and terrible, TERRIBLE photography):
This is the fence I look at every time I stand at the bus stop. This Sunday I was waiting for the 11.35 bus. I was heading to a gigantic flea market held in Vantaa.
When I got there, I saw rows upon rows of tables. Arranged in a logical grid pattern that I followed in totally illogical order, which meant I missed a lot of goodies. Next time I’ll be prepared. I’m going to draw a map and design my route. To guarantee I’m not going to miss anything, I’m going to drag certain someone with me…
When I left the market, I realized I wasn’t too far from Niko’s house (re: the certain someone) so I decided to surprise visit him. I managed to crawl all the way up to the 5th floor with my sacks of thrifted things (no elevators in his building), only to have no one to answer the door. I called him (knowing that he was having a hangover) and demanded to know where he is. He was at home, he just hadn’t dared to open the door because he was sure there were Jehova’s Witnesses behind it.
Do I look like a Jehova’s Witness? If I do, I need some new clothes.
Anyhoo, as usual, Niko made some Cheese Melt Nachos and those square plates are waiting for the nachos to get ready. They were good. As usual.
Then, on my way home, I was waiting for the bus and I was surrounded by this Exorcism of Emily Rose-esque gloom and doom. Alone. So alone. Double the fun as I had just seen the movie. I don’t think I’ve ever been that happy to see my bus to arrive (I briefly considered kissing the bus driver but that was until I actually saw him). The whole situation had a creep factor of hundred.
And that was Thrifty Finn’s Sunday! If you are interested, you can find other blogger’s interpretations HERE.