the first day of summer

19th of April is the first day of summer in Iceland. Apparently Reykjavik is changing into a sunny city, what definitely enhances my mood :)

Eg tala(ekki)islensku en eg skill meira nuna

So I decided to give my Icelandic another shot - stands for- taking some private lessons. My teacher's name is Villi and he is a very sophisticated person, a polyglot more to add. Speaking and teaching English, Danish and Icelandic (all over the world)- a wanderer, ex pilot. He said to us that everyone is able to learn languages and it's actually  key to understand the society of a country we live in because in the other way round choosing a short cut of not even trying is to go for an option of being isolated. Icelanders are nice - he recounts . They will help you with what is needed but they will never let you into their community unless you show  attempt to learn their language. Indeed. I don't think I could stay here longer than until September, but I think it's a very efficient exericese I could provide to my foggy brain. I also reckon I started accepting my life in Iceland the way it is since there is  no point of changing anything if its only 4 months left. I decided to stand pat. I've been mentioning it several times I was involved in Buddhism not so long ago and I'm more than pleased to inform you that Wojtek Tracewski(yes he is Polish) is coming to Reykjavik on friday to give a lecture  about the possibilites of mind.

Hafnafjörður

Sigur Rós | Sæglópur stuck in my head

a sudden attack of loneliness

Living abroad for the first time in your life can be a hardship..... Especially when you get [home]sick and everything seems to be miserable and hopeless . Plus people around you appaear as cold, coarse and callous creatures. You are fed up with reality that surrounds u, u r desperately jonesing for  changes. Ive been sick of late. Annoying flu. Still recuperating. For the past few months I've been deliberating about my future and possibilities of staying here permanently, but unfortunately I can't tell lies to myself anymore. Me and Iceland we didnt get along. ALAS we didnt click , this is the ugly truth. Anyway I've learnt a lot and in 4 months and a half I will have my first experience of living far away from my country luckily under my belt - finally. I don't want to stay....There is nothing that would even make me stay . Absolutely nothing that ties me down. What have I chalked up to experience actually? That you can't confide in everyone that you meet on your way. People are people , life is life and you will fall down hundreds of times before to realise how naive you are. Remember not everyone is your friend and there is no chance of being liked by all  the population. You need to verify certain things. Don't base your opinions only of what you hear. Look at people's deeds then you will quickly and easily find out whom to trust. "A friend is need is a friend indeed'. I made up my mind already. I want to go to England afterwards , brush up my English the only one language in the world I'm still willing to improve and learn.

my new friend, a cure for loneliness

excursion

That awkward moment when you don't know with what to begin writing your post...So I finally went for a trip to Hveragardi... We set off around 11 o clock, sun was shining ,the weather was quite nice. Suddenly we realised that actually we were going the wrong direction and instead of being in Hveragardi in 40 minutes we ended up somewhere near Selfoss, with almost finished petrol and I was worrying sick since I had to be back in Reykjavik around 6. Anyway despite of some inconvenience we arrived in Hveragardi *eventually* and started hiking to the hot spring. It was such a muddy way and it turned out that the water wasn;t that hot. The stream was either scrochingly hot in some areas or freezingly cold. Nothing in-between. On our way back I started jumping over the mud puddles and suddenly I fell down , moreover my shoe got stuck in the mud therefore I was struggling quite a while to pull it out. Later in the day me , Maria and Sam(a new volunteer from America) had a little party, we were drinking , talking a lot and then went downtown afterwards. We had a blast painting the town red apparently not on the next day. The biggest hangover plus muscle aches. Oh yeah I should definitely be going to the gym.

me and 3 German speaking people, another one took this photograph :)

sun is shining

I've been mentioning how nasty Icelandic weather can be , it has its tantrum every 5 minutes.  I know its very easy to find fault with the weather but srsly aren't you much more motivated and energized when it's sunny outside? Of course you are. I'm in my office right now trying to prepare a text in Icelandic since my co-worker s going to make a short video for Gedhjalp's photoblog tomorrow. Aside I'm reading "The Reluctant Fundamentalist" by Mohsin Hamid. I need to stop bothering myself with fears of making mistakes because it puts me in a deadlock. Without commiting mistakes one can't learn anything. So let's do as many wrong things (don't silent your common sense though) as possible and get enriched with experience.