aurora showcase (journey to iceland, part 2)

If you aren’t familiar with the aurora, how it looks in pictures and how it looks to your eyes in person are not the same. So while the shapes are exactly as I remember from last night, this is far more color saturated because of the length of time a camera lens stays open. (At least that is how the dude on the trip explained it.)

If you aren’t familiar with how the aurora looks in person, book your trip. Because seriously… there aren’t words or images to capture the experience.

Here’s what I wrote at midnight, in my amazing smash journal from Etsy:

It is midnight but I had to express my enchantment over the northern lights. It was astounding. I never would have imagined the movement the way it was. Dancing ribbons, so much fading in and out, swirling, floating. Even the boat captain called our night ‘unreal.’ We cheered and jumped, couldn’t point things our fast enough to one another.

When we got in the taxi to go back to the Air BNB, the driver asked why we were out so late. We said we’d been on a northern lights tour, and he responded that all his friends on Facebook were saying that night was the best lights show they’d seen in years. YAY! So we knew from the locals that the captain wasn’t exaggerating. It truly was a remarkable night.

The next day, we drove the golden circle. The only thing we didn’t do was the blue lagoon because that is a man-made waste water pit. We went to a natural lagoon called the Secret Lagoon and loved it.

We finally ate bola-bola-bola buns. Yum! First stop was Kerid, 6500 year old crater. Snowy so we couldn’t see the colorful water, but still a good view. This was the only place we saw with trees but they are way shorter than you’d expect. The joke goes:

“What do you do if you get lost in a forest in Iceland? Stand up.”

Super bummed that I forgot my crampons because I slipped a lot on the ice.

Next stop was Gesyir. We saw 6 or 7 eruptions and ate lunch, plus a TON of hot springs. Lots of funny signs about how the water is hot and not to touch it or you’ll have to drive 62 km to a hospital in a lot of pain. (Those signs were mostly in English because American tourists…) One of the hot springs had an underground cave. So colorful… definitely a mermaid lives there. We shopped here and then drove to Gullfoss.

Gullfoss is a waterfall between tectonic plates. SO DRAMATIC. I didn’t like the roads here with no guard rails. In the 1920s and 30s, they were trying to turn this STUNNING site into a hydroelectric plant. Basically, one woman single handedly saved it.

After Gullfoss, the Secret Lagoon was the perfect end to the day. We crossed a terrifying bridge and then found an amazing glacier lake. Unreal color. Unreal blue. My favorite accidental thing we saw for sure, by far.

Also Secret Lagoon did not watch us shower naked, so that’s a plus despite what their website says. It snowed on us while we were in the hot spring lagoon. It was a crazy contrast, and I loved it. It was intense though since it was natural, there was an actual small boiling part off to the side and occasionally hot little stripes of water would jet out and you’d have to move. It was an adventure. Magical. There were stone benches all around the side and the bottom wasn’t too uncomfortable to stand on for long periods.

I was a little rashy when we got out, but it faded fast. The run from the hot sprig to the bathroom — soaking wet in the snow — was all kinds of COLD. Our towels were covered in snow!! Rookie mistake, haha.

Also, if it’s still playing, SEE THE FUNNY SHOW AT THE HARPA: Icelandic Sagas The Greatest Hits. It was SOOO funny.


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Journey to Iceland, part 1

I am staying in Reykjavik, Iceland, for the week with my sisters and cousin. Here are some of the beautiful photo highlights. We have had amazing weather! The views are astounding.

We travelled for a week in March, picked specifically for high potential to see the Northern Lights. (See my next entry.) I programmed myself as best as I could for the time change and feel I was above average in my success. At least better than my two sisters and cousin because I was elected to drive when we arrived as the most alert!

We stayed in a Batman-theme air BNB which really was a great apartment in a slightly crappy building.

Our first day was acclimation and shopping, then a tour of the Harpa concert hall. DO NOT MISS THIS PLACE. Parking in the shopping district was weird because we Americans wanted a giant SUV and most of the cars are smaller, but we figured it out.

The view at the Harpa was amazing, but having finished the trip now — I can say the best was by far yet to come. Reykjavík has great views but the further you get into the countries, it really opens up.

The guided tour at the Harpa was guided by an opera singer. SO FUN. The walls of this crazy building are a weird 3D pattern of self-supporting glass that they couldn’t finish due to their economy collapsing so a few of them are mock-ups with pillars to support it but match the look of what they could afford.

The floors are all bluestone and the walls are Icelandic concrete painted to look like lava. The ceilings are mirrored. It’s a crazy awesome effect. We heard some orchestra people practicing, then into the main hall which seats 1600. It was set for an opera Trattoria. The walls are BRIGHT RED stained birch so you can still sea the woodgrain. The front third of the stage lifts and lowers to become an orchestra pit.

INSIDE THE WALLS there are these crazy reverberation chambers. When our guide sang a note, the sound stayed bouncing around for ten seconds!

After the Harpa, we did more shopping and ate lunch. Then we went to the grocery store where the refrigerated section was a whole room instead of fridge units. Maybe that’s European??

We also went for a run on the path by the water and saw the big metal Viking boat that you see in all the pictures.


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book review: the nightingale

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This was my first time reading Kristin Hannah, and I think I did myself a disservice. Having just read The Alice Network, a lot of the would-be surprises of this novel were lost on me. Although this one focuses on WW2 instead of WW1, it’s still about a network of (mostly) female French spies. So some of the shock-and-awe of ‘what? a lady can be a spy?’ felt a little overdone.

My philosophy of reading is generally that this is my free time, my hobby, my form of entertainment. So I can be sad and difficult (i.e. Beartown) but please don’t leave me feeling like I wasted my time being depressed just to get more depressed. That was this book I’m sad to say. I skimmed like the last 50 pages just to finish it after such a long commitment. The ending was a big let-down, and I think I was supposed to be surprised by a twist that I anticipated from (literally) the third page of the novel.

My first issue with this book is the exhausting “she’s the most beautiful woman any person has ever seen” character. 1,000 UGHS. That’s almost enough to make me quit any book, even a romance (which I don’t generally read), but when the book is supposed to be about war…. you’ve got to be kidding me. This leads to a HUGE host of problems, namely that I’m supposed to believe that this women—who stops men in their tracks at a hundred yards with her beauty—never gets hurt by any of the occupying soldiers over a multi-year period? Sorry, but I don’t buy it. War is hell, right? (Don’t worry, we get to read the disturbing scene of her sister’s assault, though. Bleh.)

The second problem with this beauty is the James Bond paradox (a name I just invented). Attractive people wouldn’t make good spies because they draw attention and make you remember them. Hot dudes like Daniel Craig and stunning women like Jennifer Garner (thinking of Sydney Bristow, Alias) aren’t forgettable. So the most beautiful woman in the world would be memorable—hence, the exact OPPOSITE of what you want in a spy.

Most annoyingly…. the author cannot decide what she thinks family is. There’s this huge drawn-out slogging family saga happening with abandonment and how you will always still love a father who has mistreated you for 25 years… and then also that you can let go of a child who was “just” adopted and you’ll both be better off…. and then also that it’s ok to lie to your husband about who fathered your child because ‘family is more than biology’…. What? The author can’t pick a line on what she is trying to say!

Final point of irritation: falling in love in three days with a man who doesn’t speak to you at ALL… so deeply in love that you are still waiting for him years later. Um… no.

Bottom line, meh. I feel mean, but The Nightingale wasn’t for me.


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and now for something completely different

Any Monty Python fans out there who get that reference? No? Coconuts, anyone?

This is normally book reviews and parenting/foster care articles. But today, I bring you something OUT OF THE ORDINARY.

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I have a wonderful and entrepreneurial friend who is growing a business he started (SRK Cycles) selling motorcycles locally and shipping them nationwide. He’s also on his way to becoming a YouTube star. You think I’m kidding? I’m not. He has over 33 million views. (I think it’s the beard.)

I was lucky enough for Sean to ask for my help doing some research and writing for one of his new videos. I highly recommend watching it because Sean is hilarious. Motorcycles are something entirely different for me, but I had fun working with a good buddy and learning about a cool bike.

(Once upon a time, hubby and I had a bike but we sold it because we’re old and boring now.)

ANYWAY, Sean is great and if you want a bike, HE IS THE GUY to buy it from. And now, without further chatter, here’s the video.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeIwkLrgJBc&fbclid


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BOOK REVIEW: us against you

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Let me start by saying that I LOVED the novel “Beartown.“ This sequel was good, but (unlike Beartown) left me sad. Although Beartown deals with some extremely sensitive issues, the ending was uplifting. This one is darker and deals with some more of the super-grit that Beartown sort of “yadda-yadda-yadda-ed”, to add a Seinfeld reference.

Serious spoilers below if you haven’t read Beartown but no spoilers for this book.

So, Beartown ends with an epilogue that is many years ahead—and it is so inspiring. A girl who has been through a rape is shown, years in the future, faced with the opportunity to ruin the life of the man who assaulted her. Instead, she rises above, happy and secure in her own life, not excusing him—she simply leaves him with the opportunity to come clean on his own. It’s not a fix-all, because the rapist never serves time, and we all know there’s no ‘fixing’ life for the survivor of rape. All she can do is go on living and surviving each day. But, having read the book, its an insanely satisfying conclusion. You get to see that the girl has moved forward (not moved on) and is living her life on her own terms. The man, on the other hand, has man demons still to face. It’s empowering and probably a lot closer to reality than another ending might have been.

I don’t imagine any rape victim feeling like ‘oh good’ with their assailant ends up in jail. Sure, it’s what the man deserves, but it isn’t like the woman ‘feels better’ and is somehow ‘unraped’ now. Anyway, my point is that Beartown ends in an unexpectedly uplifting way.

In contrast, Us Against You takes us into the bog. The book opens immediately after the events in the previous book (far before the flash-forward epilogue I mentioned), so you watch these characters you have grown to love live through the tough parts. It’s very difficult. In some senses, you got to avoid watching the everyday toll their daughter’s pain takes on her parents, watching her younger brother experience enormous amounts of secondary trauma… we got to skip all that. Us Against You makes you walk that everyday, dirty, painful journey with them. Kira and Peter and Leo have awful discoveries, awful lessons, and awful awakenings in this book. It’s relevant, and it’s a really valid, true-to-life story for each of them, but so sad.

The saddest thing about Us Against You is that it takes a pretty hard left turn to focus extensively on a homosexual relationship between a student and teacher—that the author almost condones. He gets as close to the line of saying ‘it’s ok’ as he can without ever saying ‘it’s ok’. And that is very hard to read. The idea that a seventeen-year-old student *looks* older cannot possibly excuse what’s happening. I feel like the author thinks that if he acts like all the hate is centered on just the bigoted ‘homophobes’ that we will forget its a twenty-five year old and a seventeen-year-old. I did not forget, nor excuse. It doesn’t make me homophobic to say/feel/know that relationship is unacceptable. That relationship IS unacceptable. And the author’s incessant “it’s no one’s business who you sleep with” from every likable character in the series rings VERY empty and hollow. These kinds of statements undermine so much of his message from the first book (about rape) by smacking the reader in the face with his blatherings about ‘love’ between these two “men” when one is legally a child and—worse—his student.

Bottom Line: A really powerful story, but with a very different message than Beartown. It saddens me that the author would choose to blur such a strong anti-rape message (and, really, an anti-abuse-of-power message) from the previous novel with an adult-minor relationship.


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BOOK REVIEW: MY GRANDMOTHER ASKED ME TO TELL YOU SHE'S SORRY

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I’m definitely binge-reading all of this man’s novels. They are so completely riveting and addicting. The emotional depth—so far beyond many things I’ve read.

I loved “A Man Called Ove” and “Beartown” and just finished its sequel “Us Against You” (review still to come!) — but this has been my favorite of all the books. Which is saying something because I’ve RAVED about each.

Told from a child’s perspective, this book sneaks a story around the things she’s allowed to overhear and the things she’s figures out. There are so so so so so many emotionally powerful “big reveals” in this book. I feel like I can’t tell you anything because everything is ALMOST a spoiler.

I love the dog, who you see on the cover, because he has HUGE personality. By the way, he isn’t a dog, but rather a mythical creature called a Wurse from a mythical land the girl’s grandmother made up. We are told the dog looks like he wishes he had a newspaper when he does his business. Hilarious! I have some concerns about his diet, though, as the girl basically only feeds him cookies and unbaked cake batter.

All the characters in the book, similar to Ove, have incredibly complex back stories. But you aren’t labored reading them. They are so believable. This author’s greatest gift is introducing lifelike people. I honestly strain to call them characters. I feel like I’m talking about people I know.

Mother-child relationships are at the heart of this story. There’s a fair bit of very fun mischief, a lot of secret (or not so secret) languages, and a lot of hidden meaning in fairy tales. Unlikely heroes. Unexpected villains. Surprising friends and warrior-comrades. You will be swept away, laughing out loud SO hard but also weeping at the depth of real life happening around this young child. Everyone’s actions make sense because you know and understand so much about them and their life journey. It’s a long, fascinating glimpse into WHY people do what they do.

I read a review of Backman’s work that said “your heart is always safe in his hands.” That’s a good capture of the experience of reading his novels. You will cry, and a lot, but you aren’t left empty. You are fulfilled.

Huge recommendation. Read this book. I loved it.


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