Another thought: Theres all sorts of mythology about Icelandic women as well, which is funny to me because the rosy exterior is much nicer then the reality. And gentlemen (and ladies), reading this, there is nothing really special or unique about them. It's Europe, ok? There are beautiful women everywhere you go; again, everywhere you go in Europe, there are beautiful women. But in regards to America, that's about where the differences end... People are people everywhere, and their minds all work the same way because deep down we're all the same; from what I have experienced, like everywhere else, the über hotties are stuck-up psycho-bitches just like everywhere else, and the ugly ones are nice and have cool personalities, just like everywhere else. AND, just like everywhere else, there are beautiful women with equally beautiful personalities and not so good looking angry mean girls. How is this different or special from anywhere else in the world? Let us dispel these myths once and for all, and realize the true oneness of human bio/psycho/physio-hardwiring. On hornstrandir, the remote peninsula, I was talking to a family and in that family was a girl my age who enlightened me to the concept of Icelandic "hams" (skinka I think is the word) which are fake tanned orange girls with eyebrows dyed jet black and hair dyed white-blonde. (see fig. 1, 6am Reykjavik, any given Friday or Saturday.) also she spoke of guys with Mohawks and American clothes on driving souped up cars which Also indicated small wieners in Iceland as it does in the states.
On this note, Sigur Rós made a movie about their 2006 free, unannounced series of concerts in Iceland. It's called Heima, and really worth checking out for probably their best tour to date and the amazing cinematography. So, I was talking to a friend about my trip to Iceland, about why in particular and I was explaining, "well sigur rós comes from there, and here's lots of amazing scenery and beautiful nature, amazing night life... Not to mention there's a lot of beautiful women on top of that!" to which the next obvious question was, "oh cool, what do they look like?" and I proceeded to show her a clip of the film heima which I thought demonstrated the effortless beauty of some of these people.
Iceland is a small place; why just in Reykjavik alone, I ran into the guy I sat next to on the plane and saw a few other people I had seen through out my few days there. From the ferry in stykkisholmur, there were many people I ran into in isafjordur. And tons of people I saw in isafjordur over and over again through the few days there. Hornstrandir is a place for making friends it seems, simply because you are there with a limited few and running into eachother is inevitable, like with the Bavarian I met coming back to civilization on the ferry. But in akureyri, probably the most erie, weird sequence of events took place... I was in a place called cafe Paris, on the main drag of the town, and because i had forgotten my own pen, i borrowed one from the staff there, as I was writing in my journal... Writing about my home, what it means to me, amongst a bun of other mind garbage. And one of the employees working in the cafe looked really familiar, I wondered if it was such a small country that I had seen her maybe in Reykjavik or elsewhere. I asked her if she had seen sigur rós on their tour around Iceland. And she said yes, that she saw the in Ásbyrgi, the horseshoe shaped canyon supposedly made by Odins flying, 8-legged horse who briefly stepped in that place Nd made quite an impression. When she said that, it clicked; I was talking to the girl who I seen in the heima film, and who i had shown her image to my friend when asked how beautiful were icelandic women...! Then I looked at the pen I was writing with... It was from a hotel in Seattle. This is a testament to the small, interconnected nature of this island, and probably why there is so little crime; if everyone is connected, you wouldnt do harm to hose you know, right? It was stranger then strange... Could this all be chalked up to coincidence? Made me wonder... Seattle, pseudo-celebrity... Hm.
Location:Strandgata,Akureyri,Iceland
2 comments:
You been eating the Buddhist 'Bible' out there E???
Nahh, more like the evolutionary biologists bible!
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