Norvegr

The rest of Christmas was spent rather quietly with the exception of showing Steve, Lauren and Clare round Rotherham on Saturday night. Rumble Strip were playing in the SNAFU and as they are the second best band that play there we stayed and watched them until closing time after visiting several other places of local interest. Mainly the massive TV in the town center. I basically got drunk Sunday night then Monday afternoon with Mark, and then Justin and Lucy on their way back from Northumberland to Brighton. It was strange to sit in one of my local pubs drinking with two people I only saw in Iceland a few weeks previously. The flight back to Reykjavik was a nightmare. The original time for the flight was set at 7.30pm, both myself and my brother had received an email to tell us the flight was being delayed until 10.30pm. When we arrived at the airport about 8.30 we were told the flight wouldn't be leaving until 11.55pm. We dutifully took our seats on the plane about 11.45pm only to be told that there was a problem with a leakage on the nosecone and the technicians were coming out to fix it. It turns out the technicians didn't have the right piece of paper with them. They had the tools alright, but NO PIECE OF PAPER!! So they went away again, to try to find their piece of paper. Meanwhile the stewards started giving out drinks as complimentary, I thought the logic of this was a little off. A plane packed with angry people in a confined space, the best thing to do? Ply them with booze! Finally the technicians found their piece of paper and sellotaped the nosecone up or whatever it was they were doing and we were off. At 2am. Only a mere six and a half hours after the original time I had booked. I finally crawled to bed about 6.30am. Thanks Iceland Express!!

If you're wondering why there are pictures in this post, it's because Dave said it was boring just looking at blocks of text, so I thought I'd break it up a little. See, I listen to you, my loyal readership. Any more ideas, you know where to send em!

Ha ha, here is my first posting since arriving in Iceland. Man this country is MAD!! With a capital M A and D. I arrived after a three hour flight at Keflivik Airport, flying in over some Lava fields. Angelos met me at the Bus station and we took a taxi to the apartment. Now, this place is like the house equivalent of the Marie Celeste. It´s just as though the people living there just upped and left, the place is still full of their stuff. It´s kind of like being a house guest in your mate´s mum´s place. The house was full or Religious ornamentation, but the other lads took it all down before I arrived. Possibly in case I melted or went into a warp spasm.

Angelos and I hit the town on Saturday night and the reputation that Reykjavik has as a party town was not just talk. It wasn´t until about midnight that places started filling up and when they did, it got mad. Even at 4am people were queueing to get into the hottest bars. The only reason I didn´t stay out was that I´d been up and travelling since about 7.00am the previous morning. This Friday will be different though...

I was up quite early on sunday and went into town to visit the national museum, with it´s excellent Viking bits and pieces. Then Angelos and I went over to the local swimming pool and had a dip in the hot pots.

Work wise, it´s all grand, the crew are nice but inexperienced and I get free internet at lunch time, as it is now...

Not much else to tell right now, I will add more when i can......

New Blog

OK, Craig asked me to start writing a blog again and along with the move to Iceland I thought now would be a good time to do so. Obviously this all depends on how much access to the internet I get whilst I'm in Iceland but I'll try to keep it regularly updated when I can.

The last few days have been pretty mad, various trips to Wales, North Yorks and Rotherham town centre have been the highlights of the preparations for leaving England.

I haven't much else to say in this post, so I'll leave it now and update when I can...