Blue Lagoon

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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.

I’m not counting honest.

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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! 😛

Another of those things you do…

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.

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More information is available here.

Outrage – Arnaldur Indridason

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….

 

 

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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.

When I put my mind to it…

This is what happens.

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If you’ve been here any length of time you will know that I read a lot. This means it is often the case that I find myself in the position of having a book I am really enjoying reading, at the same time as a life that is sucking reading time.

After a while I get annoyed, with both life for being life, and with me for not making time to read, so I do just that. I make time.

I find a quiet spot, set the timer on my phone for 30 minutes, hit start, then hit the book.

The photo above is what happened last time I did this. I was annoyed that I was on holiday, but had no time, due to entertaining a five year old from dawn til dusk and beyond.

Then came the day that we had finally exhausted him to the point of collapse with a late night, followed by an early morning, a five mile walk and a couple of hours on the beach. The Boyfriend took to his bed with a book, knackered and I sat down with wine, and a timer and knocked out 73 pages in 30 minutes, and yes, not including James Patterson for obvious reasons, this is probably a record for me.

It still goes to show what you can be capable of, when you set your mind to it. Now if only I could be 5% as good as that with writing….. Well.

because if you work with a computer you know it’s true…..

I once had a wise old friend who was a computer programmer, (from a time before the words computer and programmer existed in a dictionary,) who gave me one piece of sage advice I have tried to live by, and on the times I’ve failed have discovered it to be true.

“Never let a computer, or a printer, know that you are in a rush or you want to go home.”

Then today, a random link, from a random link, from a random link, found me discovering that there is actually a word for it…
Resistentialism

The seemingly spiteful behavior shown by inanimate objects

Thank you Obsolete Word of the Day

Yes! We will be there.

Back when I was at Crimefest in May, I became vaguely aware of an event that was going on in Iceland later this year. I thought little of it.

Whilst I was at the Theakstons Old Peculiar Crime Writing Festival, known simply in crime writing circles as Harrogate, I heard more about IcelandNoir.

It caught my attention, a little.

Holidays for the boyfriend and I are currently on a not about to happen basis. It has been almost three years since our last overseas holiday, and since then we’ve only had one other break away of at least a week, when we travelled round Scotland and The North, back in March.

Our next planned foray overseas was to be in 2015.

The thing is I can’t wait until CrimeFest next year to see some of my friends again, and it’s too long to go without something to look forward too.

We would normally go to FantasyCon, hosted by the British Fantasy Society, but this year, since the UK is hosting World FantasyCon, it’s too big a thing for us, and also at the wrong time in my shift cycle for me.

The alternative, or so we thought, would be Bloody Scotland, but again the timing is ill-fitting with my shifts.

Then a friend told me they would be attending IcelandNoir. Then another couple of acquaintances also mentioned they would be there, and my mind began to churn.

How long is the festival? How long would we need to go for? How much would it cost to go? Could we afford it? In short? We couldn’t go, was the first answer I came up with.

Then my heart got involved, which in turn inspired the money talks, the what have we gots, the what can we do withouts, the things coming up, and the things coming in….

The talks finally ended in a maybe, just not yet. Lets get some potentially large bills out of the way and see what happens.

Then I got a phone call out of the blue. The result of which means we ARE going to IcelandNoir, we are going to strike at least two things off the Boyfriends Bucket list (already off mine) and yes, as of today we are both registered with the festival and we WILL BE THERE.

W00T!!!!