The first weekend of August, for those of you that don't know, is the weekend before the "Frídegi verslunarmanna" (the following Monday) which is the day where all the shop-girls and -boys get the day off. Somehow this day-off translated to the rest of the nation and now everybody in Iceland gets the day-off. Crazy Icelanders..
This weekend is the renowned "icelandic alcohol consumption and partying weekend" where numerous out-door festivals are held (the biggest of them all in the Westman Islands, a group of islands just of the south-cost of Iceland). Each year every youngster grabs a tent/sleeping bag/raincoat and a supply of alcoholic beverages (usually in such a volume that it would be considered a year-supply in any other civilized society) and goes to anyone of these "festivals". This behavior results in a traffic-chaos and usually cost several people their lives each year (as well as other alcohol-related accidents). So these past four years I made it my policy not to partake in this insane behavior and just stay in the city for the weekend.
So this weekend I just stayed home, invited myself to a dinner at mom's.. twice!, went to one out-door concert which was held in the Reykjavik Zoo (which is just a bunch of farmyard animals.. no giraffes or anything.. still fun though..) and just did almost nothing. It was so sweeeet :) and I didn't die or anything.
My girlfriend is only two weeks away from handing in her final paper for her undergrad diploma so I have nothing to do (but stay out of the house) so if you aren't doing anything either.. give me a call, I'm always up for a coffee/walk/talk/biking/hiking/movie.. just about anything..
Yes | No |
Out-door activities | Sitting indoors playing a stupid computer game! |