fimmtudagur, október 17, 2002

I got the best job on earth.

Was "called out", almost in an emergency, to help out at the University with geophysical measurements, since someone got sick (this someone is actually Kirsty, a girl I know, and I´m really sad that it is under such unfortunate circumstances that I get to do this job). Disa and I drive out of town every morning, put the devices into the rucksacks and trott off. Walk 500 m (the first day in really rough lava clad with really thick and soft moss), take the packs off and measure. How hard does the earth pull here? As soon as we´ve found out, we take off again. Another 500m. What hard life!! Especially with not a could in the sky; the only occupational hazard is sunburn.

Tomorrow we´re going way off into the lava expanses of Reykjanesskagi. A helicopter will take us there. Feel free to envy us as much as you like. Anyone said geology was the wrong profession??? It may be hard to find work, but when you find it chances are it´s worth the search!!

So, what´s the catch? It´s as temporary as jobs get, just two more days.

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