The Blue Lagoon is one of the strangest most surreal experiences you can ever have.
When I was there a few days ago and took this picture, the temperature was 2 degrees C, the rain was lashing down, the winds were howling across the waters which were of the brightest blue hue you can imagine.
It was magnificent. I first went to the Blue Lagoon back in 2001 and I never thought I would get the chance to go back there. A fortunate turn of life events however meant that this year I would.
The whole experience was even better this time for several reasons.
Firstly I got to visit with my other half. He is a great person to travel with. He is someone with boundless enthusiasm for everything and who wants to see and make the most of every possible opportunity.
Secondly I got to visit with some really good friends. Friends I only get to see a handful of times a year, whose company always lifts my spirits and reminds me of how blessed I am in life.
Finally I got to enjoy what I missed out on last time. Last time I didn’t appreciate where I was, or how fortunate I was to be there due to reasons that at that time meant a lot to me. I’m glad to say those reasons aren’t there now, and I truly got to appreciate how lucky I am to be somewhere so beautiful with the people I care about.
Because I was drunk
Because that was when I saw this article
Because if you weren’t there you missed the awesome
Next year? Go. Just Go.
Ok so I am already stupidly excited about the fact we are having a trip away, simply because it has almost (and will have been by the time we go) been three years since the Boyfriend and I actually left the country*, and this break away to Iceland for IcelandNoir, is an unexpected trip abroad.
But there are plenty of other reasons I am looking forward to going too. On the personal side there are several good friends of mine who will also be there, and the chance to spend even a few hours sat with a drink, or maybe a meal, just chatting away will be fabulous, due to the fact that I don’t get to see any of them on a regular basis as they all live in Yorkshire or above, and it’s a bit of a trek from the cotswolds to see them.
On the fanboi side, there is Arnaldur Indridason, for a start. I have loved his books since I first read Silence of the Grave his second Detective Erlendur novel a couple of years ago and his latest book Strange Shores simply blew me away. ( You can find my review of it for CrimeSquad Here in the November reviews) Whilst no fanboi moment I have again in my life will live up to the moment I got to meet Stan Lee, I’m quite sure that meeting Indridason, will be up there in my top ten author moments.
Then of course there is the bucket list. Not for me per se, but certainly for the other half. Visiting Reykjavik has been on his bucket list for quite some time as has seeing the Northern Lights (aurora borialis) which is an amazing sight, and certainly something everyone should see once in their lifetime given the opportunity, and we have a trip out to look for them while we are there.
Then there is everything else that we are going to try and fit in during the rest of the time we are there. Ooh, it’s going to be fun, and yes I can’t wait.
*no our recent trips to Scotland and Wales don’t count! 😛
Tomatoes are not the only fruit.
if any of you remember this post you might be wondering why I am mentioning it right now. The thing is I’ve gone and done it again. This time I have signed up for a six week course from the University of Strathclyde.
More information is available here.
With Iceland noir fast approaching, I have been catching up on my Arnaldur Indridason books, as he is the Guest of Honour for this inaugural festival.
I have, however skipped a couple of novels for a couple of reasons. I stopped reading his books a while ago as at the time I was having a serious Scandinavian / Nordic phase and (Camilla Läckberg, Jo Nesbø etc) was beginning to get my characters confused, so the last one I read was book four, The Draining lake, which I loved.
That, and that I realised that he is now on book nine, and whilst I am a fairly prolific reader, with the increasing number of books I have to read, I wouldn’t get to through them all before we head to his homeland.
Hence I have just finished book 7….
This is the first of Arnaldur Indridasons Reykjavik series that I have read that doesn’t feature his main detective Erlandur. I was surprised at first thinking it may not be as good, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. I read the book in a weekend and loved the way I got to see and understand so much more of Elinborg as both a policeman and a person.
As complex as ever, all the way through I was convinced that I has sussed out who did it and why, only to find I couldn’t have been further from the truth.
It’s a great read, and whilst making me keen to catch up to book 9 I also can’t wait to go back and read the two books I have skipped.