Spring Trip!
No, not Spring-Break -wohoo! Spring trip...with the folks from work and other I-heart-danger personalities. Apparently many Icelandic companies do it once a year. They take their employees and drive them out somewhere to have a good meal. Being always hungry, I firgured I´d go this time.
So I got ready to go out and capture the spring...put on compfy pants, good boots, my rain jacket, a camera and an extra pair of socks. I showed up at the meeting point before everyone else. I have this weird thing where I am always on time! One by one the others arrived, in fine suits and dresses with a HAT! Best case-scenario of being under-dressed. Gosh, I would have been embarassed wouldn´t it have been for the hats:) Why the hats, you ask? I don´t know, might be an Icelandic spring-trip necessity...
Anyways, I was there and hardly could leave...so I better made the best of it. I introduced myself to a Russian. A White Russian that is. As the Vodka and Kuhlua gently warmed my stomach the rich cream caressed my lips. I introduced myself to two more. The hats started to look less stupid and I used my camera to take a couple of shots...pictures that is.
We were all flocked into a bus and off we went, some place in the countryside. I should have know there was no walking of any kind, no capturing of flower pictures or bathing our feet in the ocean...most of us were already to drunk to walk in a sensible manner. Ah, to be Icelandic. So we drove and drove some more-beer for free-, nothing around but lava rocks, and I started to get worried that the busdriver might have missed the right entrance when we stopped here:
That´s right! There is nothing around and all of a sudden, in the middle of nowhere we get a restaurant that can hold 200 people, a bar, koniack room and a chewing gum dispenser. I bought two, a red and a blue one:)
We had a good hardy meal, real fun, lots of music and dancing. Oh there was dancing. Mostly I was afraid there were gonna be casualties, but rest assured we all made it safe home that night. Some in better shape than others, some with more than they came with...
pretty similar to spring break really!
but:
What happens in Pigvalley, stays in Pigvalley!
So I got ready to go out and capture the spring...put on compfy pants, good boots, my rain jacket, a camera and an extra pair of socks. I showed up at the meeting point before everyone else. I have this weird thing where I am always on time! One by one the others arrived, in fine suits and dresses with a HAT! Best case-scenario of being under-dressed. Gosh, I would have been embarassed wouldn´t it have been for the hats:) Why the hats, you ask? I don´t know, might be an Icelandic spring-trip necessity...
Anyways, I was there and hardly could leave...so I better made the best of it. I introduced myself to a Russian. A White Russian that is. As the Vodka and Kuhlua gently warmed my stomach the rich cream caressed my lips. I introduced myself to two more. The hats started to look less stupid and I used my camera to take a couple of shots...pictures that is.
We were all flocked into a bus and off we went, some place in the countryside. I should have know there was no walking of any kind, no capturing of flower pictures or bathing our feet in the ocean...most of us were already to drunk to walk in a sensible manner. Ah, to be Icelandic. So we drove and drove some more-beer for free-, nothing around but lava rocks, and I started to get worried that the busdriver might have missed the right entrance when we stopped here:
That´s right! There is nothing around and all of a sudden, in the middle of nowhere we get a restaurant that can hold 200 people, a bar, koniack room and a chewing gum dispenser. I bought two, a red and a blue one:)
We had a good hardy meal, real fun, lots of music and dancing. Oh there was dancing. Mostly I was afraid there were gonna be casualties, but rest assured we all made it safe home that night. Some in better shape than others, some with more than they came with...
pretty similar to spring break really!
but:
What happens in Pigvalley, stays in Pigvalley!
28 Comments:
Interesting Icelandic tradition...good for co-worker bonding I would assume?
Wow - that meal looks great!
Wish my company would give us a Spring Trip... sounds and look like a gorging good time... :)
So if what happens in Pigvalley stays in Pigvalley and I'm reading it here, does that mean you're actually...The Pigvalley Queen?!
Glad you had fun and would you believe White Russians are my drink of choice too? Cheers!
I avoid these company trips but at the moment you mentioned the White Russian and the Vodka, I knew it must have been fun. not rich in early Spring experiences but definitely fun. + food and dance! what a trip!
Rabbit, Rabbit! That was a great and funny post.
I thought Kahlua and Vodka was a black russian. Which one of us has had too many?
How embarrassing. Hats, huh? That is wierd. Sounds like you had fun anyways though.
joel...that and embarassing:) ´Cause you have to look each other in teh eye next morning at work:) nd if you have bahaved in a strange manner, everybody will know and smile at you in a way that makes you wanna use your fist on their face:)
Fred, lamb...very delicious!
Shayna, I´ll write your name down for next years fun! My department is gonna organaize it and damn, there will be walking and feets in the ocean. And if it is the last thing I do!
Sar, cheers! Yummy...
Can you believe somebody would call a certain area pigvalley? I just translated it, but faithfully...svinadal! And yes...it stays there...I haven´t told on any of my collegues...just hinted;)
ariel, as I did, you have to learn taht any icelandic trip with abunch of people will involve an excess of alcoholic lubrictaion:) Hence it always will be fun from a drunken perspective. Fun is in the eye of the beerholder, as we all know!
Knight Douglas, well, mine was with cream and therefore white. Your drink was probably black,becuase you put too much soul into drinking it;)
myutopia...one of the hats was efficiently used as a vomit holder on teh trip back. So they do seem to serve a function:)
Ach! I see the German in Icelandic. Schweinthal. So I put my soul in my drink and you your heart? The worlds two oldest drinking games.
yes sweety, my heart is pure and white! Your soul a whole different story:)n You would have had fun on the trip...since you too are a I-heart-Danger personality :)
reminds me of this pretty poem:
Lelkem fehér
Akár a hintaló
A tied fekete
Nem uralkodásra való
(something like My soul's as white/As a rocking-horse/Yours is black/Not made to be enthroned)
Sounds like fun. Who would've thought a place named Pigvalley would be fun.
ariel, very befitting :)
cube, yeah I agree. Aber sie können die Sau rauslassen. A german saying for: let the pig out! Meaning, let´s have fun! Those Germans, always ahead when it comes to piggystyle;)
hmmm, so what else happened in PigValley miss M?
curious minds like to know :-)
sounds like a fun break. my employer is too busy doom and glooming us to death to go do something uplifting together!
You sure made the besy of it! Sounds like a lot of fun - even with the hats! LOL!
kyahgirl, I am not at liberty to divouge this information :) I still work at that place and some people might get embarassed. But rest assured, I behaved appropriately for my age :)
Snavy, Donæt just a hat, by the head it´s put on!;)
Rabbit, rabbit!
Glad you had a good time.
That's a meal that will stick to your ribs! Yummy!!
I bet you had a good chuckle over some of the dancing.
Drunk people dancing can be quite funny.
Rabbit Rabbit!
Wouldn't it be nice to have a Spring Break in a place that actually LOOKS like Spring?
That does seem like a funny place for a restaurant. My company doesn't take us out on trips but it does provide us with a Christmas meal and a summer picnic on location.
AP3, hase-hase to you too!
3D, well...I blinked...spring is gone now. But the good news is: two more weeks of summer:)
Tim Rice, yeah we have those dinner-parties too. Christmas and other Icelandic traditional foods, i donæt wanna scare you with;)
It certainly looks filling! Are they potatoes left of the fillet?
What are you eating there in pigvalley? It looks delicious!
interesitng looking picture :)
but..but..what happens in pig valley?
Love learning more about the quirks of life in Iceland... Oooh! What happened in Pigvalley? Pray do tell!
US employers could take a hint from Icelandic ones...would be so nice! The food looks scrumptious = anything with lamb works for me.
Sorry guys, I have been sworn to secrecy and since my collegues at work have started to read my blog...I really can´t divouge informations!
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