BBQ
Once again, just a short post...I encountered this wacky group of young people having a grill party at the base of sculptor Einar Jónsson's Úr Álögum, (anyone want to translate that for us...my brain's on holiday) just the other side of the Reykjavik town lake. Alas, I was late for a very important date and so couldn't stop to find out who these spunky rebels were.
Now, as charming and Sunday-in-the-Park-like as this looks, I'm sure it wasn't legal, so I applaude them for doing it anyway. They were happy and casual and I'm sure they packed their trash, so I hope they got to down some hot dogs before being asked to leave. This town needs more good old-fashioned public outdoorsy stuff like this to make better use of our greenways and bring social life out into the sunshine while we've got it. Croquet, anyone?
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I'm pretty sure that I walked by that same group of kids. It was on a Tuesday evening and I was on my way to band practice. I was also thinking that it looked like a really good time.
I would translate Úr álögum as "Out from under a spell". It's a lot simpler and nicer in Icelandic.
Hope you are enjoying the long days and your new baby!
And as far as the picnic being illegal, I'm not totally sure it was. I'm just assuming that open flames (or red hot coals in this case) + public spaces = trouble. Some sense in that, but I'm glas they did it anyway. (Oh and I like the fact that the girl wiffleball player has her heavy winter parka on...puts the photo into context, this being Iceland and all!)