EURO 2004
Doddi is bringing some friends (and pizza) over to watch the first game in the quarter finals for the EURO cup....soccer...for those of you that have no clue what I'm talking about ;o)
Yup, it's Portugal v.s. Holland and then Grecce v.s. the Check Republic (hope I spelled it right) tomorrow. The winners of these matches will play for the EURO cup on Sunday.
That day, women all across Europe will celebrate the ending of this period where their husbands/boyfriends/fathers/brothers transform into hooligans and can't have a decent conversation about anything besides soccer. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if statistics show that divorce rate in Europe goes up around these soccer tournaments.
Thermodynamics for dummies
Remember when you asked me if it's cold in Iceland and I said no?.....Well, I have come to discover that it IS, in fact, cold in Iceland but Icelanders are too proud to admit it, especially to themselves. I'm not saying that it's always cold but some temperatures that Icelanders consider to be hot are not so hot.
Like when I picked up Doddi from the airport yesterday morning I was wearing a sweater and a jacket. It was sunny, windy and probably around 65F. At the airport there was a woman wearing denim shorts and a tank top and she went on and on about what a hot day it was.
I mentioned this to my friend and she got all defensive about it. She was like "well it's too hot in Miami and too cold here, it's getting pretty hard to please you"
Home Sweet Home
Well, my first day back home has been...well quite good.
After 18 hours of travel and no sleep what so ever I landed in Keflavik at 6 a.m.
Doddi picked me up at the airport and I went straight to bed when I got home.
I slept till 12 p.m. and decided there was no way in hell that I was going to get out of bed so I just slept some more...or until 4 p.m. Then Doddi got a call from some Norwegian musicians that desperately needed a drummer for tonight because theirs had missed the plane to Iceland and they're playing at some jazz club in Akureyri (a small town up north) tonight and for some members of the Norwegian royal family, that are visiting Iceland, tomorrow.
So he dragged me out of bed to give him a lift to the airport and was on a plane at 5 p.m.
As a result of this we are invited to some concert and an afterparty to honor the Norwegian crown prince on Tuesday night...
Tonight I've been trying to unpack my suitcase, taking a little break here and another there. I hate unpacking...almost as much as packing.
Anyway, tomorrow the fun will start. Don't know what it'll be yet but I promise to keep you posted...
A BLOG IT IS
Ok you guys...this is a BLOG, here I can post whatever I want whenever I want. I'm also going to post some pictures from my stay in Iceland as soon as I find a chord to plug my camera to the PC because I left my chord in Miami...of course.
If you look below this post you see a line that sayst 'comments'...please feel free to comment whenever, I'd love to see if someone actually reads this.
