b is here, so almost all is clear for take-off
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so, leg 2 is underway. met sheep & calves & miniature chicken
& maybe a people or 2
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“eilift stríð & aldrei friður
en það verður einhver að fórna sér”
so, now for the last stretch, but first a bite
soon siggimus will disappear, so adieu for now
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apparently, people buy these ghastly critters by the truckload
said hi to mom of siggif when stopping for a hot dog & t-shirt w/ sheep
now off again!
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didn’t manage to escape choo-choo time as overpacking always takes longer than expected. still, made it to café kiljan w/ the diligent aid of a thousand leaves. the belly of that screaming red rentacar by the side of the road under hafnarfjall wasn’t very reassuring though. apparently some tourists got blown off this morning
but why kiljan? why here?
cute chinless foreign chick/waitresr
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to face the little people
do not worry, siggimus will prevail
it’s hard for [siggimus] to kick against the pricks
no turning back
just found tjugo kronor while listening to
charlotta
making lasagna
with me above the cloudsbut you could have waited
you could have locked yourself up
for ten years or so
and when you finally get out
there will still be new chances for you
an obvious sign from the gods
& this time they’re out to get siggimus!!
the fierce little buggers have pointy, pointy teeth, hum an insanely annoying song & travel in wicked numbers. their wee little feet may only manage short steps but theirs is a stride filled with evil purpose matched only by their beastly eyes
siggimus is up a certain little stream without a paddle
eeeek!!!
visited for siggi hair & máni’s birthday
as soon as health allowed, which was about 4 hours behind schedule
did as bjössi har & called some neglected people during the drive. that handsfree crap has brought a few people from the periphery of siggimus’ life back into the limelight
anyhoo, hemmi & siggi nes were there with women & juniors. egill was there, but left his brand new one at home. a dutch friend of siggi hair’s was there too. & of course katja, máni & ilse the au-pair
then later on, siggi nes left & was replaced by gústi, another friend of siggi hair’s & his gf
as is to be expected when visiting that place, drinks soon started floating & delicious meals were prepared & everybody sat outside in the great weather
the conversation went around the world 3 times in a few hours and up for discussion were such diverse topics as the world price of aluminium, burning churches, the difference between killing shrimps and whales (the one in the ocean, not the sheep-shaggers), politicians; completely bonkers vs. just slightly insane, newspapers & cold porridge, & the solution to everything turned out to be damming every little stream, building an aluminium smelter next to it & of course a church
here’s a few pics of people & events
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today has felt like purgatory; siggimus has gone through hell & damnation all in one go. probably wasn’t in any state to drive back home, with cash full blast; screaming to the songs, with the odd tear trying to squeeze forth
when you’re down and out, when you’re on the street,
when evening falls so hard, i’ll comfort you.
i’ll take your part, oh, when darkness comes and pain is all around,
like a bridge over troubled water, i will lay me down
like a bridge over troubled water, i will lay me down
then upon arrival, siggimus had second lifesaving hang-over-shower in as many days
pu ha, won’t be easy showing up for work in the morning…
ps: just now managed to climb out of bed to get this out to the world :/