Greetings from my hospital bed. I am ill-equipped to type anything at all after deleting my last two preposterous blog posts – from 2020, I think? God forbid you remember. And God forbid I ever get that impetuous again. It sends a cringe down my spine even the cat-sized spider I vacuumed up two nightsContinue reading “I stabbed myself today.”
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How You Can Travel the World for Free (and Make Money Along the Way)
Too many people put off the adventure of their dreams for fear of losing precious many dineros. All those fearful adventure-avoiders don’t realize they can do it – and instead of losing money, they can earn it along the way. Here’s how. First: Find a flight. If you’re not too particular about where you wantContinue reading “How You Can Travel the World for Free (and Make Money Along the Way)”
5 Lessons I Learned From Being Trampled By the Demon Cow: Pt. II
Bruises and manure were all over my arms and I was still wrestling that cow by the time Alexa appeared and ordered me to go back to the barn. She would take it from here. I put up a bit of a fight before dragging myself inside and slamming the door shut. “God, where areContinue reading “5 Lessons I Learned From Being Trampled By the Demon Cow: Pt. II”
5 Life Lessons From Being Trampled by the Demon Cow: Pt I
Nonni and Miss Elsa are currently in Reykjavik, so Alexa and I are manning the farm in their absence. It’s an honor. But it’s also a challenge. We’re milking a new cow. She is unbelievably loud (we can hear her screaming in the fields from the house), impossibly stupid (she is the only cow thatContinue reading “5 Life Lessons From Being Trampled by the Demon Cow: Pt I”
Half an Hour into Independence Day, My Arms Were Covered With Blood
I snooze though four alarms most mornings: one at 5:15, 5:45, 6:20, and 6:45. I must be at the barn, in overalls and boots, by 7. On July 4, after snoozing through 6:53am, I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on my overalls. Sleep fogged my mind as I wiped and tested all the cows’Continue reading “Half an Hour into Independence Day, My Arms Were Covered With Blood”
How to Travel Iceland on a Budget
Iceland is one of the windiest (and expensive) countries in the world. However, it’s also one of the safest! Here’s what I what I learned while staying there for the summer: What to pack for Iceland: 1.) Layers, layers, layers! You can experience all four seasons in a day, so be prepared for each one.Continue reading “How to Travel Iceland on a Budget”
How to Eat Like a Viking: Rotten Shark and Other Icelandic Cuisine
Iceland is notorious for its absurd foods, one of which is internationally known as hákarl. You may have heard of this, but to recap, here’s the recipe: Bury a shark in your backyard. Wait a few months (4 or 5, depending on your preference) Dig up and serve with a side of driftwood. If youContinue reading “How to Eat Like a Viking: Rotten Shark and Other Icelandic Cuisine”
An Hour in Isafjordur
Yesterday, it was supposed to snow. It did not, though the temperatures and wind clearly wanted to. After chores at 7am, I mowed the second half of Iceland (I mowed the first half last week) with a push-mower that works until you bring it to a particularly daunting patch of 5” high grass. Then itContinue reading “An Hour in Isafjordur”
Icelandic Huldufolk: Even the Rocks Have Eyes
Until the late 10th century, Iceland was home to murderous, seafaring, bloodthirsty Vikings. Around that time the less bloodthirsty and more romantic Vikings took to writing sagas about their havoc-wreaking colleagues, and documented many colorful adventures and exciting discoveries (and murder, of course. Don’t forget the murders). When Christian monks began to cross the ocean inContinue reading “Icelandic Huldufolk: Even the Rocks Have Eyes”
Viking Ruins
Tonight, Nonni and Elsa took us on a drive after supper. I was so exhausted from having (a) mended fences and (b) pushed a lawnmower over half the country this afternoon, but I can’t say no to a night drive. Especially when the hills are dotted with ancient stone foundations from the years of sheepContinue reading “Viking Ruins”