Unusually large police presence in Reykjavik today (as in, there were 20 of them) and metal fences around Althingi. It seems that even here, new governments are afraid of the people who elected them.
Sjómannadagur timelapses with #gurdy accompaniment:
Two timelapses I took whilst on a boat trip on Sjómannadagur (Fisherman’s Day) 2013-05-03 in Reykjavik, Iceland. Soundtrack is my hurdy gurdy and some ambient sounds.
Sound effects CC licensed from freesound.org by inchadney, juskiddink, IEDLabs and Eelke — thanks!
My favourite recurring overheard phrase here at Vísar is “We don’t know what five is”
Why yes superman is outside my office making candyfloss why did you ask? #iceland
The #randomchillies are safely in their pots:
Horticultural Brian is horticultural:
Icelandic #word of the day:
Normal Saturday cleaning and shopping routine this morning, then went for a hike and drove around under the sea with a pirate, a stripper wearing an authentic green beret and a designer with back to front organs.
Because, y’know, #iceland
Achievement Unlocked: First debit card transaction (Fiskur Dagsins @ Osturbúðinn)
Off to do some busking on Austurvöllur
Finally managed to get to Esja thanks to help from Arna and Brennan Novak. The view from (near) the top is pretty great:
Just realised that I haven’t turned on the TV for a month. Instead been walking, making things, watching films, reading. Feels good.
One of the Icelandic political parties has a github account.
Your move, British politics.
Checked into Cafe Stófan, Reykjavik
Had rather a long, interesting and slightly awkward conversation with some Icelandic chaps in a bar, covering the difference between belief and knowledge, origins of the Icelandic people and the nature of tools.
Conclusions: Humans are the only animals to create recursive tools, and I am (apparently) an alchemist.
Attempt to climb Esya thwarted by bad weather, closed bus station and confusingly numbered buses. Went for a 4 hour walk along the coast, which ended in a tasty kebab accident. Now reading Tufte at the office.
Spent the evening at a colleague’s birthday party in a private bikers club in a Reykjavik suburb, drinking (water, of course), eating tasty food and playing poker, a strange game which seems to consist mainly of the following:
Thanks for a great evening everyone :)