you kill me
you kill me
OOOH Halloween why are you not celebrated in Iceland. is it because they have no pumpkins here? or is it because they dont have the season fall? i will celebrate you anyway, even if i am the only one dressed up!
moody weather…
words of the day Bjór- beer used in a sentence… Ég vil bjór. I want a beer Hurð- door Lokaðu hurðinni. Close the door! Klósettið -the bathroom Ég þarf að pissa. i have to pee. definitely the weirdest language imaginable. To help me learn this ridiculous (fáránlegt) language i have put post-its all over my room. The family has decided to teach me Icelandic even Odinnson’s four year old cousin, Kristín María is putting in some effort. Last night we watched the Lion King in Icelandic and she was explaining things to me about Simbi. Of course i had no idea what she was saying and since children in general freak me out I ignored her. She didn’t seem to get the hint because she kept talking and staring me down when i didn’t answer. I was relieved when Odinnson finally showed up to translate. I believe Kristín María is part fay. she kept looking at me like she was planning to play a trick on me or cast a spell on me. I’m trying to stay on her good side so i don’t end up half mad wandering the glaciers.
This blog will be a place to tell my stories of the many adventures i have in the land of ice. 3 months of rain, dark, wine, faries and my viking boyfriend’s family… it should be fun!
but before i begin this blogging journey i should give you all some back ground on my relationship with iceland.
its a love story at its finest and it all began five years ago when i was 17. a young icelandic man, who i will refer to as Odinnson, was an exchange student at my high school in Virginia. it wasn’t love at first sight but it soon developed into something special. He stayed junior and senior year and it was bliss. however after graduation he had to return home. Odinnson nor i had ever been in a serious relationship let alone a serious long distance relationship. its been four years since he left the states. we both had school and work so we only got to see each other every four months…untill now!
im done with art school and ready to have an adventure. im going to try living with my boyfriend of five years for a few months in a very small space. im going to try things that i have never done before and i promise to not hold back. this is my year of fun and freedom because sooner or later im going to have to grow up.