a funny thing happened on the way to the shop.
November 1, 2009 at 1:51 pm | Posted in search for essentials, skagastrond | Leave a commentToday, as Oliver and I walked to the shop to buy provisions, a car pulled up and 2 guys aksed us something in Icelandish. I repled that we didn´t speak that and couldn´t understand them and they smiled and drove off. WE LOOKED LIKE WE BELONGED!! I was excited to think that we fitted in……Skagatrond is home…..we are locals. Of course it all depends what they said to us, but I would like to think it was directions to the local something.
a milk crate moment
October 25, 2009 at 2:10 pm | Posted in just stuff, search for essentials | Leave a commentEvery good Australian has at least one milk crate in their house. I personally have quite a few and am particularly fond of a purple one as the black blue and red are so common.
If you are unsure of what I speak, go to http://milkcratedigest.com .
I had no idea how often I rely on my trusty crate until I was milkcrateslessÆ
When the frypan was just out of reach in the cupboard and the chair looked a little light for my self.
When we are planning our expedition into the fields tonight to see the northern lights and last time it was freezing and we had to leave and tonight I am going to wear everything I own but if only i could take a milkcrate to sit on. Lugging a chair is way too much trouble. Milk crates can carry stuff nad then be useful.
When all my stuff at the studio gets in the way and you just wanna stuff it all in something and mark it later.
when ………………………..
what do you have to do to get a drink in this town?
October 9, 2009 at 11:47 am | Posted in search for essentials | Leave a commentActually, drive into Blonduos. It seems a large percentage of the artists like a drink or two, but there is a shortage of modes of transport and so anyone with a car gets asked to buy a nice wine ir a few beers if they are going anywhere. Even if we are on an adventure to an important historical site, the cry will go up…..”Can we stop at the vinobud pleeeeeeeeeese?’ I myself took the opportunity of my boot mission to pick up a few cheeky reds from Argentina and Australia, a bottle of Campari in memory of Venezia (which seems like years ago), and a bottle of black death schnapps.
sue and jeanie take pity
October 9, 2009 at 11:41 am | Posted in search for essentials | Leave a commentMy Feet!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My bloody feet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have arrived in this winter wonderland via more balmy climes, and so I have in my bag a pair of crocs (the new leather ones if you don’t mind), a pair of slightly fluffy converse, and a pair of gold slipons I bought for the red carpet walk in Copenhagen.
The problem is that snow melts. Who knew that my cute little polka dot ankle socks and my new upmarket but still holey crocs would be sooooooooooooo bad in snow and wind and cold. So off to Blonduos to see if their store sold boots.
The scenery was gorgeous as Blonduos sits on the Blanda river which is known for salmon. But no boots.
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