Juicy in da land of ice and beautiful women...

blow... or blow up

So you know the president of Greece and Iceland visited us here yesterday in Vísir (the fish exporting company my family owns) and given, the security for it was quite something for a small town like Grindavík (2400). A few girls down at the factory were joking about it and laughing and wondering why all this security, who is gonna attack the president with the fish cutting knife?? anyways, one of my cousins, Margrét (we have no imagination when it comes to name giving here in Iceland, for us its having the least amount of names for the most amount of people...) yes, Margrét, she was joking around and saying she wanted to make a sign saying... I´M GONNA BLOW THE PRESIDENT!! hahaha, she was politely corrected by nearby workers and asked if she didnt mean BLOW UP THE PRESIDENT, yes, that was what she meant and with an embarissing smile told everyone she had no intentions of blowing the president or anyone for that matter... hahaha

anyways, i´m on my way camping again, this time i´m going up sauth-west to "Irish days" (pat i´m honoring your friendship with this trip:) basically it is a festival with beer drinking, singing and dancing. The competition the most read-headed Icelander will also be huge, as well as the most accurate grandma in shooting some hoops, very interesting. I think i might convince my grandma, Margrét, (no it´s true, that is her name!) to compete, but she is very fun and energetic and i think she could bring me back the gold!

well so long dear friends, hope Óskar (the dog) is doing well, poor pooch!
lots of love ÓlÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖf

posted by Lafan @ 7:17 AM