Tag Archive Iceland

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Pet Penguin

It had nothing to do with the plot, but I was fascinated by the warm weather breed pet penguin in Neon Genesis Evangelion. Not that I actually wanted one for myself. Domestication of wild animals for pets is ethically questionable at best, plus birds are messy. But many years after watching Evangelion, I found myself in possession of a penguin for a short time.

I was at a music festival in Iceland. Intending to take a nap before dinner so we’d have energy to stay up for the late bands, we headed back to the tent. But like the three bears, we found a Goldilocks in a penguin suit sound asleep headfirst in my husband’s bag.

We couldn’t just leave him there for fear of him vomiting in our tent. But we couldn’t wake him. So we called on our neighbors for help. With a person on each ankle and one to hold the bag, we extricated the squatter from our tent and roused him to semicoherence.

Giant Penguin

The tall Icelandic youth wearing a penguin suit had drunk too much and gone to sleep it off, but was unable to locate his friends’ tent. Despite teasing about maternal instincts from the neighbors, I felt nervous just sending him on his way. So I walked him back to the festival lost and found.

We chatted along the way. I was impressed that he spoke English so well when he could barely remain upright and was obviously trying to deal with pants that had fallen down inside his suit. But he said, “Yeah, but I couldn’t do higher maths now.”

I told the ladies at the lost and found that I wanted to turn in a lost child. They were a bit bemused, that never having happened before at an 18+ festival, and the penguin took mild offense. He was, after all, more than a foot taller than me.

“Child?” he protested.

“Well, you are wandering around lost in fuzzy pajamas.”

I left him sitting on a chair nearby once the festival volunteers agreed to keep an eye on him until his friends showed up or he remembered where he was camping.

It turned out that he was only off by a couple of tents, so we ran into each other several times that weekend and got to be friends a bit for the duration of the festival. But I won’t share his name or any of the interesting details of his life. After all, he’s probably all grown up by now.

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KEX Deck

It’s just a wooden platform facing the alley behind a youth hostel. But the deck at KEX in Reykjavik holds so many wonderful memories for me. It’s usually the first thing I see as I set out on a new day’s adventure when I visit Iceland. On warmer days, I’ve curled up on benches there reading my guidebook or journaling. It’s where I’ve struck up conversations with strangers and listened to bands when the building was filled to capacity. And I think the last time I sat around with friends just chatting over drinks was on the KEX deck. You could almost say it’s a real life place that feels like Tiffany’s.

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The Life Aquatic

The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou lives on a short list of stories I turn to when I need to feel like everything is going to be okay. That’s a feeling I always have when I visit Iceland. So naturally, the two go together in my head.

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Live from Reykjavik – Iceland Airwaves at Home

My first trip to Iceland was for the Iceland Airwaves Festival in 2012. It was a lifechanging experience for me for many reasons. It also seemed like a pretty kid-friendly festival, so I came home fully intending to come back another year with my family. And although I’ve made it back to Iceland many times, once with kids in tow, I’ve never managed to catch another Airwaves. During the pandemic lockdown, I realized that my oldest only has one more year of high school, which seems like a deadline for all sorts of family things. I swore to myself that the next time it’s safe to go to Airwaves, I’m taking the whole family no matter what else may be going on. A few days later I saw that Airwaves had gone online with a two-day virtual Live from Reykjavik mini-festival.

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Off Venue

The first time I went to the Eistnaflug music festival in East Iceland, the main stage was was in the town’s only music venue, and the “off venue” was an abandoned fish factory on the waterfront powered by extension cords. The next time I made it to Eistnaflug, the festival had grown a lot, and the main stage had been moved to the high school gym – the only building in town big enough to hold all the ticket-holders. The old venue was now the second stage, and the old fish factory had been torn down.

But there was still an off-venue stage. It was this platform set up in a gravel parking lot. There was no schedule and I never found out who any of the bands were that played it. With a hill behind and the fjord in front, I never really heard what they sounded like either. But it perfectly captures the Icelandic “Yeah, obstacles. Whatever, just do it,” approach.