Þat mælti mín móðir at mér skyldi kaupa fley ok fagrar árar fara á brott með víkingum. Standa upp í stafni, stýra dýrum knerri; halda svá til hafnar, höggva mann ok annan. .............................................................. Thus spake my mother that for me should they buy a barque and beauteous oars to go forth with vikings. Stand in the stern, steer a dear vessel; hold course for a haven, hew down a man or another.
yay amsterdam. not even 3hours here, already smoked a joint. lol. waiting for mijeli to finally arrive. im alllll alone hahaha, the beds are really comfy and ppl are nice also i think i will go lie down now. i feel dizzy