Hæ Alda, YES PLEASE do share some stories about you fitting into the Icelandic life! That would be totally interesting to hear how you, being Icelandic by birth, learned to sort of become truly Icelandic once you moved to Iceland. I won't repeat what that reader suggested you write about but yes, I would love to read about your hopes back then, your expectations, the good surprises and the setbacks also, well, about what has made your day to day life back then. It must have felt weird at some points to be Icelandic in Iceland but with a foreign background. How for example did you manage to learn the language? How did your fellow Icelandic citizens react to you being officially Icelandic but having to learn it from scratch like all of the immigrants moving to Iceland?
I would love to read your personal stories combined with your point of view on cultural and political Icelandic things! It would be memoirist meets reporter, perfect combo :)
This reader has very good questions! I'm very curious too. I lived in Cambridge, UK for a year and a half and felt a bit like an outcast. It was easy to become friends with other immigrants, but very hard to find a local friend. They all already had friends and didn't need more. And house hunting and all the other things... I think that would resonate with LOADS of people. And your writing is very nice and warm, so it would be super interesting to read about your experiences, whatever you feel like you can share with us. Thank you :)
I do have three of your little books; the Icelandic Folk Legends, The Little Book of Icelandic, and last but not least The Little Book of The Icelanders in The Old Days. I take one out at a time so I can read bits and bobs at my leisure. This way I savour and absorb your literature - it is a balm for my sorry soul. I am a little down today because we lost our second son yesterday to Multiple Myeloma and all its collateral damage. I like to think of him as my link to our Scandinavian heritage. He was our Big Blonde Blue Eyed Bomber. Our Ragnar so to speak. He passed at age 52 leaving his wife and two gorgeous daughters aged 16 and 14. Our hearts are broken. Be kink to one another people. He was loved by all he met and knew - the Golden Boy.
I wondered exactly the same! Glad someone was brave enough to ask. As someone obsessed and looking to possibly move there, how did you integrate? Did being Icelandic help? Can other immigrants find connections overtime?
Hæ Alda, YES PLEASE do share some stories about you fitting into the Icelandic life! That would be totally interesting to hear how you, being Icelandic by birth, learned to sort of become truly Icelandic once you moved to Iceland. I won't repeat what that reader suggested you write about but yes, I would love to read about your hopes back then, your expectations, the good surprises and the setbacks also, well, about what has made your day to day life back then. It must have felt weird at some points to be Icelandic in Iceland but with a foreign background. How for example did you manage to learn the language? How did your fellow Icelandic citizens react to you being officially Icelandic but having to learn it from scratch like all of the immigrants moving to Iceland?
I would love to read your personal stories combined with your point of view on cultural and political Icelandic things! It would be memoirist meets reporter, perfect combo :)
This reader has very good questions! I'm very curious too. I lived in Cambridge, UK for a year and a half and felt a bit like an outcast. It was easy to become friends with other immigrants, but very hard to find a local friend. They all already had friends and didn't need more. And house hunting and all the other things... I think that would resonate with LOADS of people. And your writing is very nice and warm, so it would be super interesting to read about your experiences, whatever you feel like you can share with us. Thank you :)
Dear Alda,
Nearly everything you write is connectet to you, your soul, your live.
And I really agree to read more about your life.
I am very happy about your writings- whatever it is. Thank you so much❤️
I do have three of your little books; the Icelandic Folk Legends, The Little Book of Icelandic, and last but not least The Little Book of The Icelanders in The Old Days. I take one out at a time so I can read bits and bobs at my leisure. This way I savour and absorb your literature - it is a balm for my sorry soul. I am a little down today because we lost our second son yesterday to Multiple Myeloma and all its collateral damage. I like to think of him as my link to our Scandinavian heritage. He was our Big Blonde Blue Eyed Bomber. Our Ragnar so to speak. He passed at age 52 leaving his wife and two gorgeous daughters aged 16 and 14. Our hearts are broken. Be kink to one another people. He was loved by all he met and knew - the Golden Boy.
Barbara, I am so, so sorry for your loss. 💔
Quirks and foibles and occasional upfuckery, including yourself of course!
I wondered exactly the same! Glad someone was brave enough to ask. As someone obsessed and looking to possibly move there, how did you integrate? Did being Icelandic help? Can other immigrants find connections overtime?
Ha Andrea, finding you there too, how great!!!
Já!!! We both follow Iceland and Alda anyway we can!! 🤍