if there is a reason to visit iceland in the winter then it is the light. it is incredible how soft it gets, even midday, when the sun barely reaches the horizon. it literally looks like a tongue of golden color licking over every surface, licking the icecold water, the birds, every rock and me, …
The pictures in this post are from a stormy night in Reykjavík…. My stay in Iceland has become more interesting, ever since I started actually meeting people and socialize. Particularly I slowly merge into some sort of sub-society, which consists of both, Icelanders and foreigners like me, who are staying just temporarily. This sub-society is …
I talked to the editor of the student paper at the University of Iceland if I could contribute to the upcoming issue as they always have a little English section. As the deadline was just around the corner and he liked my pictures from the round-up he suggested I could just write a little text …
Enough heavy words in the last post. Let the pictures speak.
When I first heard Guðrún, my landlady and flatmate, talking about her giving anti-discrimination and anti-racism trainings in whole Iceland I caught myself thinking: „Iceland? Do you even need this?” Well, after a brief while I figured myself how naïve that was. Why should Icelanders not have discriminative or racist attitudes and ideas? I guess …
Some of you might be wondering why I named this blog “hvalreki” und what this even means. Hvalreki is – how fitting – Icelandic and means “beached whale”. Nowadays this word is used as a metaphor for “having unexpected luck”. Back in the old days, when Iceland was in a constant miserable situation and especially …
I was on a camping and hiking trip through the outback of Iceland so that is why my post took a while and will be quite long. Two couchsurfers (if you don’t know this great hospitality and travelling platform check it out: www.couchsurfing.org) joined me, one American, Greg, the other Swiss, Anselm. We rented a …
I was on a party of Káj’s dad on Saturday, who is a DJ in Reykjavík and about to turn 40 (funny, I don’t think anyone in Germany would have his/her birthday party BEFORE the birthday). It really made me happy when Káj and Stefán agreed on taking me along as I was excited about …
Welcome home, that’s how they greet you at the airport in Keflavík, a 45 min bus ride from Reykjavík. I’m not sure if it feels like home yet, but Iceland gives me a warm welcoming: it doesn’t rain. That obviously is meant metaphorically, as it has about 10°C, in August, the month it gets the …