Attention: Ultimate Metal is a really shitty website and thus it erased my writeup of the Amsterdam leg of the trip. I'll do that later when I'm not as fucking angry. The Iceland part survived, so enjoy!
Part II : Iceland (It's cold there! No, really!)
This place is amazing. We didn't have the time or the money to check out most of the natural stuff, but even just walking around Reykjavik we got to experience some of the coolest stuff ever. All of the people there were WAY more friendly than I expected, and what surprised me even more is that once again almost everyone thought I was a local until I started to speak. This city rules... it's hard to say anything else because it's actually sort of hard to put into words. Go there and see it for yourself if you really want to know...
-Fun Pictures From Iceland and Captions to Let You Know What the Fuck Was Going On-
The center of town...
About five minutes away from our hotel.
(In the same spot)
Drew with a shitload of ducks.
Said ducks.
The local brew (which gets you supremely fucking cocked if I do say so myself).
Regardless of whatever you believe in, this church is really fucking cool looking.
Last but most definitely not least (since it will be with me for the rest of my life), the best thing I brought home from Iceland:
put on my hand by this guy:
His name was the Icelandic equivalent of "Uncontrollable Thundergod" (something Thor). He knew a SHITLOAD about folklore and mythology and we ended up talking to him for a few hours. He told me a story about how he met a guy who was from the North of Iceland who owned the ONLY book that survived the burning of the Spanish Inquistion. It was from 1100 or so and contained a bunch of interesting Viking protection symbols. He did the guy a favor or something so he got to copy them down... He said that I was one in about 100 people who has ever had the opportunity to see them (he liked me because I was marking my skin with a rune). He spoke English beautifully, but he had a REALLY thick accent unlike the rest of the town. Because of this, I may have gotten some of what he said wrong, but I'm pretty sure I'm mostly correct. Needless to say, the best part of the trip.
Part II : Iceland (It's cold there! No, really!)
This place is amazing. We didn't have the time or the money to check out most of the natural stuff, but even just walking around Reykjavik we got to experience some of the coolest stuff ever. All of the people there were WAY more friendly than I expected, and what surprised me even more is that once again almost everyone thought I was a local until I started to speak. This city rules... it's hard to say anything else because it's actually sort of hard to put into words. Go there and see it for yourself if you really want to know...
-Fun Pictures From Iceland and Captions to Let You Know What the Fuck Was Going On-
The center of town...
About five minutes away from our hotel.
(In the same spot)
Drew with a shitload of ducks.
Said ducks.
The local brew (which gets you supremely fucking cocked if I do say so myself).
Regardless of whatever you believe in, this church is really fucking cool looking.
Last but most definitely not least (since it will be with me for the rest of my life), the best thing I brought home from Iceland:
put on my hand by this guy:
His name was the Icelandic equivalent of "Uncontrollable Thundergod" (something Thor). He knew a SHITLOAD about folklore and mythology and we ended up talking to him for a few hours. He told me a story about how he met a guy who was from the North of Iceland who owned the ONLY book that survived the burning of the Spanish Inquistion. It was from 1100 or so and contained a bunch of interesting Viking protection symbols. He did the guy a favor or something so he got to copy them down... He said that I was one in about 100 people who has ever had the opportunity to see them (he liked me because I was marking my skin with a rune). He spoke English beautifully, but he had a REALLY thick accent unlike the rest of the town. Because of this, I may have gotten some of what he said wrong, but I'm pretty sure I'm mostly correct. Needless to say, the best part of the trip.
