Good Day

Today was a good day. I fixed my piece for art class that I thought I'd ruined by splashing red ink all over it but I somehow managed to save it. I wasn't really looking forward to going to work this evening but it turned out to be a great shift. The targets that were set were easily met and because everyone was on target our supervisor gave us free ice-cream! And to top it all a new (cute) guy at work got me some coffee! I almost ruined my day by falling up the stairs while I was running to catch my train but I got up and made it anyway. Moral of the story? When you fall, just get up and keep on going!

Love from Cindy :3

On the Radio

Yesterday something incredible happened to me. Normally I never text radio stations. For some reason I thought I'd text my favorite radio station to participate in some kind of game to win a car. You had to predict in which minute the first yellow card would be given in the soccer game of that evening. I guessed right and now I'm a finalist to win the Tesla Roadster. Only the name of the car is enough for me to want it. Next week I'll be going to the radio station's studio. Keep your fingers crossed.

Today I'll be going to Zeeland for a weekend diving trip with my SCUBA diving club. I have never been on one of these trips so I'm pretty exited.

Love from Cindy :3

Back Home

Apart from the funeral, coming to Iceland was actually quite nice. It was nice to see my family again and it was good to catch up on my Icelandic. I was born in Reykjavik but I never lived there or went to an Icelandic school so my speech is not completely fluent. My Icelandic gets me around but it's not as good as I would like it to be. I sometimes get into a situation where some older person that can only speak Icelandic talks to me and I understand them but am unable to answer them. During the reception after the funeral one of my aunts was making a joke and everyone at my table was laughing except me. I was just looking around stupidly trying to get the joke.

Sometimes things go unnoticed until a certain experience makes you see things from a different perspective. In this case I'm talking about traffic. Since I recently got my drivers license I see things differently and I realized that Icelandic drivers really don't care about traffic rules at all. Traffic isn't as busy as in Amsterdam but it's at least as chaotic and dangerous. Tail gating, passing cars from left and right and suddenly changing lanes without a signal is all very normal in Iceland, apparently. My drivers instructor told me that “If you learn how to drive in Amsterdam you can drive anywhere.” Yeah I'm not so sure about that anymore.

Love from Cindy :3