Sunday, August 28, 2011

In Iceland there is a special word for when there is no wind (logn). On the rare occasion that the weather forecast in Iceland is "logn", it is always wrong. Yesterday I was sitting on the balcony here in The Netherlands, drinking a cup of coffee, the rain was pouring down, but I was perfectly dry, because there was "logn".

Friday, August 26, 2011

This morning I took the bicycle to work like usual. It was dry outside when I started but I heard few thunders nearby, and getting closer. When I was about half way to work, it started raining and the thunders and lightnings were almost on top of me. When I got to work I was so wet I haven't dried out completely yet and it was so dark outside it was like the middle of the night. I understand this happens few times a year here, in Iceland thunderstorms are nearly unknown phenomenal. Weather like this would happen couple of times in a century there.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

India is fighting overcrowding so many Indians are moving to other countries. There are lot of them here in The Netherlands. There are also many in Norway. In one school in Norway, over 90% of the children are from India. India is still the country in the world that is growing at the largest rate. But it seems that they've found the solution. Export the people, preventing them from creating too much strain on the Indian economy and the nations infrastructure. Who cares about the problem it creates in other countries.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

I'm back from Iceland. When I got back the mailbox was full like usual. Almost all the envelopes and papers were marked "to occupant". In Iceland they have not yet reached this stage. There it is still enough to mark the postbox "No unmarked mail".

Saturday, August 13, 2011

I'm going to Iceland tomorrow. I'll have the best ice cream in the world. Eat at few of the best restaurants in the world and I'll be able to speak my own language for a week. This will be a good time, but expensive.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

I took a taxi to the airport in Portugal yesterday. The speed limit on the road was between 80 and 120. The taxi driver was so interested in talking to me, face to face, I didn't have the heart to mention the fact that he was driving at 180 most of the time. In fact the only time I saw 2 digits on the speedometer was when he drove through the toll gates, clearly marked 30, at 90.:)
If anyone is interested. I have the phone number of a very good taxi driver in Lisabon, Portugal, that will get you quickly to your destination, and that for an inexpensive prefixed price.