Iceland

My dad is Icelandic, so I have a special place in my heart for the land of fire and ice.

Independent People: An Epic by Halldór Laxness

Finished reading Independent People by Halldór Laxness.

This book took me the longest it has ever taken me to read, almost a year. It is nominally about sheep, though it is about a man's struggle to remain independent of his wives, his children and pretty much the rest of Iceland. The ending is perfect.

Some links to quotes from the book and the author are below:

Iceland: the next Canada
Notes about the 2004 Icelandic film festival in San Francisco
If they held one in Vancouver, I'd be all over it.

People Saying Things You Don't Understand

Joe compares Reykjavík, Iceland, to Portland, Maine: “In both places you find people saying things you don't understand! In Iceland it's because they're speaking Icelandic, stuff like: "Ég er ekki að ýkja en með því að taka geisladiskana úr stofunni þá fundum við pláss fyrir heilt píanó!". In Maine it's because they're speaking Mainish. Like, for example: "When ya go to tha staw remembah tha patatas."”

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