After a few supernice days in Reykjavík meeting family and most of the girls I find myself stuck “in the asshole of the world, not even by the ringroad” (
Johanna Salo)
Reykholt. To sum up: here is nothing. And a church.
The hotel is amazing! Every corner of the hotel is themed with Nordic Mythology.. Þór, Óðinn, Freyja, Freyr, Ægir, Baldur, Loki, Yggdrasill, Mímir, Urðarbrunnur, Hávamál etc and they even have a Lord of the Ring-lounge!!! It isn´t as bad as it sounds.
On top of this stuff we have a wellness center with all kinds of crap like Aroma therapy!, relaxing room, daybright therapy and an awsome massagechair!! Love it.
As for work in the restaurant it is great..Im working with Xabi (esp.) and Seb (fra) whom I already knew. The kitchensituation is totally towards the forrest!(di.transl.) First of all we don´t have a chef..small detail.. and second of all we have this person in kitchenhelp (from Hungary) who is so strange that no words can discribe...he is unbelievble.
Saga and Sandra, if you thought that 2003´s frozen&stuffed-in-the-microwave-breadCATASTROPH was stressy...you have no idea, back then we at least HAD bread! This person in the kitchen here makes the worst shit bread in history...on the outside it is so rockhard that you could seriously kill a man with it (preferably the one who made the bread) and on the inside it is always dough. And it tastes like shit too.
So while not having a chef it is all about survival in the kitchen...this lunchrush you could be flipping a fishpan and cutting vegatables while serving beer at the bar and answering questions about mythology.
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