Arno:
Me and my dad we kinda have a special relationship. First of all we
share a different language than me and my mother (Finnish), we speak
Flemish to eachother, in case you didn't know it's Belgiums official
language, very similar to Dutch. Also at the moment we are living in
different countries, he lives in Belgium and I live here in Finland.
It has not always been like that, it's changed a lot during these
years, we've lived together in Finland and Belgium and also
separately multiple times. He used to live in Finland until last year
March when he got a great job in Belgium. I guess many people would
find it weird or very distant but for me it's kinda normal, it's been
like that for all my life. You could say we kinda have a "global"
relationship. Living in different countries doesn't mean being
distant from eachother, we still keep closely in touch. We exchange
texts and call at least on a weekly base. He tends to come to Finland
almost once a month to visit me and all his friends (he still has a
lot of friends here). Also I try visit a few times a year when I have
time, which is rather cool because I get to travel! We've also
traveled a lot together especially in the past when I was younger all
around the world. Together we've been around Europe, the US multiple
times and to Hong Kong and Thailand. I've really enjoyed traveling
with him and it has taught me a lot. One of the things I'm grateful
for that he has shown me the world, traveling and different cultures
that really broaden your views.
Apparently we also look a lot like eachother which is kinda funny. People always go like "I guess you guys are father and son?". I don't mind at all if I still look as good as him when I'm 50! We also share the same intrests, we talk a LOT about aviation stuff, both's favorite subject! He knows a lot since he works in the branch and I like to listen and learn new stuff. I'm also keen on hearing because I want to become a pilot so it's kinda useful information on the side aswell!
I have a loot of good memories with him one of the best probably driving down the California 1 from San Francisco to Los Angeles with a Camaro in the summer of '11. We had fun driving with just the two of us in the Californian sun with the roof down and views to kill for. Another fun memory was doing the Open water diving course in Thailand. We had a blast doing the course, fooling around and diving together in the crystal clear waters of the Gulf of Thailand.
Linnea: I'm the firstborn in my family. And my dad is a dad who carried me in his backpack all my childhood. I was travelling all around Europe since few months old and never stopped. There's never been a year I haven't traveled abroad and that's thanks to my parents who have and still do push me out there every possibility they get. My dad has played a big role on that, being the one who has backpacked through the history of Europe and always tells stories of sleeping on train stations and getting robbed in Czechoslovakia. He and my mom have taken me all around the world. And when I grew up he was the one to drive me to school every morning when I attended a high school for performing arts in the city. We had our favorite radio show we listened to every morning and if we happened to go our own ways, the other one had to sum up the program to the other. Later on he was also the one to teach me to drive.
My dad also happens to be the king of bad jokes. He comes up with them randomly in the middle of a serious conversation and usually is the only one laughing - everyone else enjoys the amount of fun he is having. And in the end everyone giggles to my dad's giggling. But we have fun with him due the dry humor.
My dad is the dad who made me think I can do or be anything I want. Before bedtime my mom usually was the one to pick up a story book where my dad came up with stories about me and my little brother. Those where our favorites and we always asked for them! We were the heroes - saving cruise ships, schools, Santa Clauses and shopping malls. We had special missions and solved problems, always getting prices we currently wished for - like stuffed animals, Legos, race cars and action mans. Maybe those stories are also the inspiration to my own writing. But my dad sure did give me other inspiration at least. He was the first one to place a camera to my hand. I remember being very young and telling him I don't like photography, such a waste! And yet I have to admit that after I finally picked it up, I fell in love. Daddy instincts I suppose.
So, happy father's day to all!
Hugs,
Apparently we also look a lot like eachother which is kinda funny. People always go like "I guess you guys are father and son?". I don't mind at all if I still look as good as him when I'm 50! We also share the same intrests, we talk a LOT about aviation stuff, both's favorite subject! He knows a lot since he works in the branch and I like to listen and learn new stuff. I'm also keen on hearing because I want to become a pilot so it's kinda useful information on the side aswell!
I have a loot of good memories with him one of the best probably driving down the California 1 from San Francisco to Los Angeles with a Camaro in the summer of '11. We had fun driving with just the two of us in the Californian sun with the roof down and views to kill for. Another fun memory was doing the Open water diving course in Thailand. We had a blast doing the course, fooling around and diving together in the crystal clear waters of the Gulf of Thailand.
Linnea: I'm the firstborn in my family. And my dad is a dad who carried me in his backpack all my childhood. I was travelling all around Europe since few months old and never stopped. There's never been a year I haven't traveled abroad and that's thanks to my parents who have and still do push me out there every possibility they get. My dad has played a big role on that, being the one who has backpacked through the history of Europe and always tells stories of sleeping on train stations and getting robbed in Czechoslovakia. He and my mom have taken me all around the world. And when I grew up he was the one to drive me to school every morning when I attended a high school for performing arts in the city. We had our favorite radio show we listened to every morning and if we happened to go our own ways, the other one had to sum up the program to the other. Later on he was also the one to teach me to drive.
My dad also happens to be the king of bad jokes. He comes up with them randomly in the middle of a serious conversation and usually is the only one laughing - everyone else enjoys the amount of fun he is having. And in the end everyone giggles to my dad's giggling. But we have fun with him due the dry humor.
My dad is the dad who made me think I can do or be anything I want. Before bedtime my mom usually was the one to pick up a story book where my dad came up with stories about me and my little brother. Those where our favorites and we always asked for them! We were the heroes - saving cruise ships, schools, Santa Clauses and shopping malls. We had special missions and solved problems, always getting prices we currently wished for - like stuffed animals, Legos, race cars and action mans. Maybe those stories are also the inspiration to my own writing. But my dad sure did give me other inspiration at least. He was the first one to place a camera to my hand. I remember being very young and telling him I don't like photography, such a waste! And yet I have to admit that after I finally picked it up, I fell in love. Daddy instincts I suppose.
So, happy father's day to all!
Hugs,
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