Off to Puntala Rock tomorrow, bitches. Last festival of my summer holidays.
“The Dying Lion, from Nineveh, North Palace, c. 645–640 BCE. Originally part of a larger relief panel on which King Ashurbanipal was shown hunting lions in his chariot.”
Headed to the Royal Ontario Museum today to visit their Mesopotamia exhibit. :)
Of course you may ask. Officially since July 2010, but I first moved there in January 2010.
Do you mean the four-rowed spiked belt? Actually I bought it from a German friend, so I can’t really tell you where he got it from. Thank you very much for the compliment, hope you’ll find a belt for you!
I’m in Oslo, waiting for my connection to Helsinki. It’s actually strange how lonely I normally feel in airports, considering there’s so many people around all the time. This and the fact that my mind is wandering far away from here. Where is he now, what is he doing, does he think of me… These are the things I wonder about. Fuck this shit.
Iceland has been amazing and surely a place I’d return to. Too many highlights to even begin to write.Off to Keflavík in 20 minutes. Takk og bless, Ísland! — feeling wonderful in Reykjavík, Iceland.