I made an impulsive move yesterday. I registered a new domain name and moved my blog over to it. My blog is now called Fish & Custard (yes, it is an homage to Doctor Who). I’ve always wanted a domain name with an “and” in it because it allows me to use an ampersand in the logo. Ampersand is one of my favourite things ever! I also think that, after 14 years, I’m now too old to be blogging under a domain name with the world “girl” in it. It’s the end of an era for sure but also an exciting new beginning, at least for me. Hope to see you at the new address!
On our second day in Iceland, our plan was to drive the Golden Circle route. After having our first Icelandic breakfast at the farm we were staying at, getting driving recommendation from our host, and checking out the waffle-eating ducks and the horses, we hit the road.
Like most of the days we got to spend in Iceland, it was wet and windy. It was also a little chilly, but we’re Canadians. Anything above zero degree is not worth complaining about. ;-) I think the average temperature during our stay was around 6° Celsius.
I spent all morning processing photos to go with a post about Iceland’s famous Golden Circle route, but then I got lazy and decided to go with this lazy post instead. The Golden Circle post will have to wait until next week.
So I got quoted in an issue of the North American edition of the National Geographic Traveler magazine (I always feel dirty typing traveller with only one “l” because my mummy raised me to use British English). I posted a comment on an article about how Canadians loved their Nanaimo bar in the online version of the magazine a while ago (and was later informed that it might appear in a future print issue). I have never met anyone in Canada who is passionate about Nanaimo bar. Not a single one. But everyone I know seems to love butter tarts. Hence my comment.
This is my dream home by the Norwegian sea in Bakkagerði.
Bakkagerði is a hamlet in Borgarfjörður Eystri, in the East Fjords region of Iceland. In the summer time, it’s a hiker’s dream. There are a lot of trails to hike, though they were all still closed for the season when we were there in May.
Winters are likely harsh around here, but I think I’d be fine spending those months just staring out the window, watching the waves roll by from the warmth and comfort of the house.
Like any self-respecting visitors of Iceland, I took a boatload of pictures of the adorable Icelandic horses while I was there. I read so much before our visit about how friendly these horses were and how they would come to you and practically ask for a pet, so I wasn’t prepared for the harsh reality:
The number of horses I saw: Too many to count.
The number of horses who didn’t mind being pet by me: One.
Weblog Wannabe turned 14 years old today! Happy birthday, dear old blog! My god you’re old!
There have been times when I felt like pulling the plug on the blog but I just couldn’t do it. This is where I met my husband! I know this is only a virtual place and nobody cares about this blog other than me and perhaps my husband, but it’s staying for the time being, albeit in a somewhat comatose state. I did post seventeen updates to the blog last year, mostly before our trip to Iceland. My goal this year is to post more, even if it’s only one more update than I did last year. I think it’s doable. :-)
My inspiration for the new Weblog Wannabe logo. ;-)
I hate logo design.
Edited: Changed it. Killed the bird.
It had been three months since our trip to Iceland so I guess it’s about time that I write something about it.
I had been putting off writing it down, partly because I didn’t think my words could do justice to the experience, and partly because I hated to admit that it was all over. I think my husband is tired of hearing me lament about how badly I want to go back to Iceland like I’ve been doing since the day we were back in Canada.
I did it! I finally made a crocheted granny square blanket! Finishing it made me feel like a bona fide hooker or crocheter or whatever you want to call it.
I started making the blanket the end of last month because I needed something to distract myself from feeling depressed about not being in Iceland anymore and having to endure the scorching hot weather all summer long. Okay, so we have air conditioning at home, but still, hot weather always makes me all stressed out. That’s why I can’t travel to tropical countries. It just won’t end up being relaxing.
- Troy: “WHAT’S MISSING FROM CH__CH IS UR.”
- Firda: “CHCH what the what?”
- Troy: “That was from the church sign.”
- Firda: “Oh. I thought it was about CHCH the TV station.”
- Troy: “You’ve lived in Canada too long…”
This is a very late weekly post, but better late than never! I count Monday as first day of the week so, in theory, I didn’t miss a post. At least that’s what I like to believe.