and sat in the window watching people while typing. I couldn't access the blog site, so here's what I typed up:
"Things I’ve seen in Reykjavik…some can’t be explained.
Parking spots with the road painted green and a green sign so that it’s easier to know that there’s a recharge box for electric cars, yet it can be used as a regular parking spot as well. You can see the box just beyond the car in front of the guy with the maroon shirt.
An AWESOME Klezmer band last night, Varsjárbandalagið Warsaw pact, although their MySpace page doesn't do them any justice—not my choice of music when I set out for Café Rosenberg, but not at all disappointed. What was particularly notable, however, was the 20ish white guy with dreads mosh-pit dancing to…Klezmer.
BBC Midlands TV…that’s OK
Sports, Eastenders, news…that’s OK
A bald white guy who’s a mix between Vin Diesel and Andrew Zimmern who’s signing for BBC TV at 3 in the morning? Wait, it gets better. First, why only at 3 AM? Not during any other time, not during the World Cup, not during Wimbledon, not during the news, not during the day. Plus, there’s just the wrongness of him doing this during a song with a group of rappers on a speed boat talking about going to Lagos (with a follow-up program on Lagos) where the guy’s signing while trying to look like a rapper rapping…although he did make efficient use of his signs as gangsta hand gestures. I only know a few signs, but I can’t help wondering if this was a “quick, who has a friend who can sign” thing. Growing up watching friends sign, I never saw them stick out their tongues or puff out their cheeks in disapproval as much as this guy did. UK signing may be different, but it seemed like no matter what the content was…God, black magic, lumber, death of a co-worker, winning the lotto, this guy was just unthrilled with the content of his work
To my chagrin, there are no dogs allowed on Laugavegur. Two girls were enjoying a coffee outside Kaffitár with a boxer and the police drove by. I had seen a sign, but I thought it maybe meant that you couldn’t let them do their business. Nope, no dogs allowed, since there are so many people, and because the dogs won’t necessarily be comfortable depending on their owners’ training of them."
Back in my hotel room now. Was on my way up to grab a sandwich at the Sandholt bakery:
and rolled my left ankle. So much for my walking tour today, and the tour of the Ölgerðin brewery was canceled due to lack of interest. That bums me out since there were a lot of tastings and especially of Brennivin--"for the discriminating liver". Often drunk after eating hákarl, or fermented shark, to wash down the taste.
Before twisting my ankle, I did walk some--to get my book on Icelandic--and liked the post office:
Since I can't do the tour, I may try going to the England Pub for the USA World Cup game and then hit Boston
Gonna watch the end of the World Cup game and head out for dinner
No comments:
Post a Comment