Fencing was my primary sport
I was always an active child and I liked sports. I was thin and energetic and liked to play and run all over the place. I had trained in Badminton in Iceland and Tennis in the USA. I played chess for the school chess team. I trained in Karate also. I never really liked playing […]
Woodcarving was a passion of mine
In 1986 when I was 14 years old I was doing a bowl in woodworking class at school, when my teacher complemented me on my talents. He did this because I was doing a lot of different things and was requesting harder and harder things to do. I have a lot of things still from […]
Poetry was my way to compensate for stuttering
I was born with a depressing disability which is a partial disconnection between the nerves and normal speech patterns. This is called stuttering or stammering. It is horrible thing to have in your childhood, as a teenager and as an adult. The very worst thing about it, is that there is no cure. You are […]
My first time working for a startup company
When I was 20 years old I worked at a laboratory for the University of Iceland, under my father who was a professor there. The work revolved around making a craft kit from natural Icelandic fish waste. It started when my father had an idea for new innovation for removing fish scales from fish skin, […]
Told about the sudden fall of the Soviet Union in 1991
I was traveling by train from Düsseldorf to Hamburg in August 1991 with my sister and two friends. The four of us had an old-fashioned compartment to ourselves, the kind with six seats, three facing three, like in Agatha Christie or Harry Potter. We’d come from Heidelberg, where we’d explored the city and stayed […]
August minigolf with drunk Scottish girls
While staying in a youth hostel in Heidelberg, Germany in August of 1991, we were sitting the four us in the minigolf range which was across the street from the youth hostel. It was a warm evening and we wanted to relax after walking all day, so we sat at a table of the minigolf […]
When I smuggled a knife though customs at the airport
When I was 19 years old I traveled to Germany with my sister and her friend, and we went on interrail around Germany. In Heidelberg I bought a butterfly knife for myself on the Main street off a grumpy German man, who would know a since humor if it sat on his face. I had […]