I'll be catching up on everyone's entries as soon as possible.
Right after I have a personal dance party.
You don't know how hard it is to go for an entire month without a personal dance party in my kitchen.

Step up, so you can get down.

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"Those were crazy days," the volcanologist said. He looked at me from beneath a wide-brimmed leather hat festooned with a brightly-colored woven band.

"When Mount St. Helens went, the USGS just said, 'use as much money as it takes'. They don't do that anymore. We used to work 18-hour days right after the eruption, and for several months afterwards.
"Then at the end we had a big party... a luau. We flew in a pig by helicopter and buried in the pyroclastic flow [deposits of hot ash that roars down the side of the volcano as a cloud of glowing embers when the column of ash periodically collapses]. Those pyroclastic flows were still quite hot at the time-- one girl we were with punched the through the top of one and badly burned her leg and had to be taken to the hospital.
"But we buried the pig just like you do in Hawaii, and we had a bunch of thermal couples stuck in there to make sure we got the right temperature. We had to move it a couple of times before it was finally done, and then we flew it by helicopter to the bar where we were having the party. Let me tell you, that was a great party."

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Person 1: So what are the Icelanders like?
Person 2: I hear they like to kill things mostly.
Me: And probably drink blood out of their skulls.

...later...

Me: So do you have any mermaids in Iceland?
Icelandic Guy: No, we killed them all.
Me: And did you drink blood out of their skulls?
Icelandic Guy: Yup.

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And now an installment of "Things that make you say, `Are you Fucking Kidding Me?´" :::

Me: So you were saying that you´re excited about change in the government, what kind of change would you like to see?
Her: Well first, I´d like to see the end of this American Imperialism in Iraq!!
Me: So, you´d like to see troops being removed from overseas combat?
Her: Uh, yes!
Me: They´re already doing that, you know.
Her: Yeah... I mean... you see what a good influence Obama is having? He´s practically calling the shots already!!
Me: AYFKM?

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Random Girl: But in a vacuum, large blocks would go further than small blocks because they are more massive.
Japanese Prof: No, they would travel the same because there would be no air resistance.
German Prof: Yes, that´s right...
Random Girl: No, because mass is in the equation for kinetic energy! .5mv^2!
German Prof: Oh yes, I suppose you´re right...
Japanese Prof: But, I always thought... (second guessing)
Me: AYFKM? In order to solve for the range you have to solve for the velocity, and to solve for it you set the kinetic energy equal to the potential energy, which also has mass in it, so they cancel out. If you drop two objects in a vacuum, they will hit the ground at the same time, no matter what their shape or mass. Even Galileo knew that, you idiots.
Besides, who in their right mind would challenge an asian professor on a problem that involves MATH, amirite?

edit:: to put this into context, this is kind of like a room full of art history experts debating who painted the Mona Lisa.

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Sethifus: Hey, you know that guy who was after you all week?
Me: Yeah.
Sethifus: Did you know he´s married and has a three-year-old kid?
Me: AYFKM?????????

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It all began in the middle of nowhere in the Icelandic highlands with an Italian, an American, a Costa Rican, two Swiss, a bottle of vodka and a pair of dice.


On second thought, perhaps I should tell a different story.

It has always been a fantasy of mine to discover a secret waterfall. When Sebastian suggested that we follow the river into the soft-walled canyon leading into the volcano, a waterfall was not what I expected. But as we clamored over the loose pumice, talus, and ash, we traveled further and further back in time, back to when the volcano was just a tuya, a bit of magma coming out beneath an immense glacier, perhaps some 10,000 years ago. The walls of the canyon became high and dark, with stacks upon stacks of pillow lavas, which are usually found when a volcano erupts deep within the sea, but in this case occured where the magma was making its own tiny ocean beneath the ice. He was a reckless sort, always sliding about on the steep slopes and perching on the highest points. I was leading, but really I was following him; his presence made me reckless and invincible, and I slid down slopes and jumped over chasms as my fear and practical nature melted away.

And then we turned a bend and there was the waterfall, our own secret waterfall, cascading out of a notch in the pillows and beating a deep pool into the lava layers below. There was also a wide, wispy waterfall facing it, coming right out of an aquifer in the rock and disappearing before it reached the surface. We leaped around the waterfall, throwing pumice into the pool and watching as it bobbed and then floated away.

We made our return along the river instead of on the trail, jumping from side to side and hiding under a large polygonal snowbank that hadn´t yet melted. He suggested that we climb up a very steep, loose slope to an outlook. In some places there were caves below the ash on the slope from glaciers which have melted out from underneath and which collapsed when you stepped on them. But since he suggested it, I agreed, and we tramped up the slope and loped over the crevasses to the highest point, where he whistled at the people in the camp way below until they acknowledged how deliciously high above them we were.

And Sebastian and I returned to camp, unharmed, and I could add this adventure to the many adventures I´ve had that have taught me this valuable lesson about traveling:

You can do a lot of really stupid things, and nothing bad will happen to you.


More later on how you can do things that don´t seem so stupid and die from them.

NEXT TIME ON... ICELANDIC NEWS.

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You could say that I´m learning Icelandic the hard way.
As in, 'I wonder what ´farin´means?'

Oh... it means 'departed', aka, your flight left an hour ago.

oops!

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Well I'm back from Hawaii and temporarily back on the grid.

Here are some highlights:





More later, for now I'm off to explore some sand dunes.

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