When I bought my first blender I was full of hopes and dreams about it.
I thought I’d become a new, healthier man who exercises regularly and asks his friends “Is this BIO? Oh, right, it’s not, you can really taste the difference”.
The truth turned out to be a little different than that. If you’re considering buying a blender you should be aware of the unexpected, comical, useless, disappointing consequences and this infographic is for you.
I made this with Easel.ly
What you want to happen
Becoming the new Gwyneth Paltrow
If there is one lesson I’ve learned from tv series, it’s that a road trip is not a road trip if it doesn’t involve small unpredictable
We were perfectly aware of the fact that when you’re on the road life has a funny way of sneaking up on you, so our third day in Iceland was just a little reminder of that.
That morning we left our hostel pretty early, partly ’cause everyone in the room was an early bird and partly ’cause we were starving and didn’t buy any breakfast ’cause we’re smart.
The sky was scary and silvery and the road empty as usual.
Kinda. Read More
I started this post more than one year ago. I started it and then realized how painful and traumatic would have been to relive the time of my kidnapping; those three endless hours in which I got psychologically tortured by a bunch of Indian folks.
I wished I could erase this from my mind and pretend it didn’t happen.
I wished I could forget everything and not having to talk about it again.
I wished a lot of things, but then some days ago I found this in my mailbox.
The movie theatre Babylon, in Berlin, is giving away free tickets for a couple of Indian movies and I can’t – I SWEAR TO GOD I CAN’T – let Bollywood make another victim. Read More
Gas stations are an essential part of every respectable road trip.
This is even more true in Iceland, where having three proper meals a day can easily bankrupt you and gas stations are a real life-saver.
We used to have breakfast at our hostel/hotel in the mornings and dinner in restaurants in the evenings. Everything in between was gas station food, which meant sandwiches, cookies, chips.
The Icelandic grandma I’ve never had always used to say: If you can’t eat real dolphins, eat sugary ones.
I don’t know if that’s an Icelandic thing, actually, ’cause they have a lot of imported stuff from the US and that weird mix of sugar and marshmallow may very well come from America.
It tastes awful, but still very helpful to test your gag reflex. Read More
It’s Autumn and, like every year, Autumn means more music than you can take.
Here’s what I’ve been listening to lately:
little lover – foreign fields
Foreign Field’s debut was my favourite record in 2012. I guess after that they’ve been busy not touring Europe and not visiting Iceland (during my recent trip I’ve spent an entire morning trying to figure out if I was sitting next to them. Until I realized the guys I was staring at were speaking French).
Apart from the aforementioned things, though, they were obviously also writing new music. Little Lover is as sober and heartfelt as anything they’ve done before and that’s just right this way. Now I’m totally looking forward to the album.