This past weekend I went to Prague with part of the sewing circle I am in (and no, we did not take any sewing projects with us ;) ) Everything was great: beautiful city, breathtaking sights, good food, fun company, tasty beer, unforgettable cocktails, perfect weather, extraordinary toilet paper (you will understand when you look at the rest of the pictures)... the only thing we missed was the rest of the girls, but I am sure there will be other trips! We stayed for 3 nights at the hotel Ilf in Prague 7 (I think) a little outside the city and I want to take a moment and recommend the breakfast there - NOT - but everything else was fine. We found out a few things about the Czechs (can we have the check please? haha ) ...there still is some room for improvement in the area of customer service and it is obligatory to wear a beard or mustache if you are a +40 male - but otherwise they are not so much unlike icelandic people - my first impression

When you are an Icelander in Prague, you need to learn two words, the guide told us on the ride from the airport to the hotel: the first one is SLEVA = sale. In Icelandic, the word slefa means to drewl, so this is easy to remember.

The second word: Pivo - Beer, do I need to say more?

Does size matter? Look at the glasses!

In Iceland, we DO pick our teeth in public!

Beta and Dagga, co-ordinated roommates

Pristi Stazioni: I. P. Pavlova : We got the metro system down to a cinch - Mustek, Museum, Budejovicka, but most memorable: I P Pavlova

Are they Icelandic or are they not: outside the Rona shop (Czech crystal glasses) -

Taj Mahal, we were almost the only customers, and the green chicken appetizer was the most tasty dish of the evening - but still we had a blast!

The paper on Thora's chest is actually a sheet of toilet paper: First of all toilet paper is a rarety in Prague. Second, this was the most beautiful toilet paper Thora had seen, so she HAD to take a piece! Third, it matched the green theme we had going on that evening. Fourth: I think they put something stronger than white wine in our glasses Fifth: Can you tell by now this was a chick-trip?

I know few of you will notice, but the guard is peeking at Beta.... 

So this is the complete group that went to Prague: top left to right: Hildur, Thora, Beta, Dagga, bottom left to right: Hrefna, me, Sigrún...

Nei, VIÐ HREFNA erum ekkert svangar, hvítlaukspizzan var svo góð! Hrefna´s pizza with spinach, ham, ricotta cheese, garlic and cream was delicious...and on the matter of size, there was only one size one could order.

Happy Easter! It took the kids quite a long time to find the eggs, even though they knew they were hidden in the kitchen. One was in the nonfunctioning freezer - they inspected every cupboard, but not the freezer, and Nonni taped one underneath the kitchen table!  

This was taken in the beginning of April, but could have been taken today, Easter day. It is still snowing.

I don' t know how to write this in English, but in Flemish we say: hij trekt goed! (the draught in the fire is good?!)

The first real fire made by us! Grand - just a grand feeling!

The first, but not the last fire that was made. The guys that connected the fire had to try it out and see if it worked properly. And obviously, it did. 

The "open haard" (fire insert) FINALLY arrived and it took us a good half hour to get it into the house as the box was too big, and it weighed about 260 kg, but we got there.

Sigþór and Hjördís with kids (and Birkir Fannar) were here yesterday. Passing on: we were looking at some old pictures and telling stories about the old times. The kids all listened attentively

Kristin Fjola had a ball feeding me as one would feed a baby! And just as grown ups do when they are feeding, she could not help but open HER mouth every time she put a fork in MY mouth.

Hekla Bjork was absolutely not afraid of Kiki and did not mind him eating from her tongue!

Hafnarfjordur town has put up these small football/soccer fields with artificial grass by almost every school and they are, of course, open day and night, 24/7. They are almost always in use by some kids, and really are a big hit. It is much better than the asphalted ones, as these are soft, and better than the real ones, because they are so soggy in the winter and spring and the kids get so dirty. As you can see, Nonni, Elin and Jonatan put everything in it!  

Elin Lind, farm girl at 06:15 in the morning, she was going to the "kinderboerderij", (children's farm), where she had been assigned to shovel you know what...she totally got into the part, braided her hair, rubber boots, etc, and was quite excited!