Another blog, another week. I can't remember whether I blogged or not last week, so I'm guessing I should be on time with this week's installment.
So, what has happened? Not overly much, really. The other New Zealander had her birthday party last night and that was pretty epic - I made it home at 8 this morning. We do pretty well with parties here in the Faroes! Haha.
It's getting a lot warmer here now - or not so much warmer, but less cold. Indeed it hasn't been below zero for about two weeks which is interesting as it's still February, the coldest month of the year. Having said that, it snowed today. Not much, but some. It's pretty.
I haven't seen the Northern Lights - I was told that they don't actually come out so much, and then only in the coldest months of winter. My host parents say the cold will return so I live in hope that Aurora Borealis will come with it. I desperately want to see it. I suppose there's also a chance that when I go to Iceland to visit Silja in 19 days time I will see it there - even though Iceland is so close to the Faroes (only an hour and a half's flight) it is much colder there because the gulf stream surrounds the Faroes and keeps them relatively balmy. In comparison to Iceland, anyway.
Um yeah, I came home from Suðuroy last Friday and went straight into an insanely busy weekend - I arrived in Havn at 9AM (having left Suðuroy at 7AM ... ugh) and headed home to sleep and wrap a gift for Hanus, a guy in my class who had a party for his 18th birthday that night. At 4PM I headed off to Venjingarskúlin (it means practice school) where I stayed until 8PM playing funk music (I was a guest saxophonist). That was good fun - it was a proper funk convention with about 40 musicians and I was very lucky to be invited as it was generally for MGK, the division of the music school for people intending to go to London and study Conservatory. But yes, that was wonderfully fun and after that I headed home and then walked down to Hanus' place for the party. It was pretty fun. My friend Mattias who is a fantastic concert pianist sat and played at this hideous piano that hadn't been tuned in 20 years and then eventually I sat down and we both played jazz improvisation. And eventually I headed home at about 3ish.
The next day I was due at the funk convention at 10AM but I think I rocked up at about 11.30. We played all day - really just like a jam session, and very enjoyable. Our group had 3 really good songs - Let's Groove Tonight, Celebration and Diggin' On James Brown. We stayed there until 9pM that night. I studied French when we got home, as I had a test on Tuesday.
On Sunday we all met at 11AM and polished up our songs for the last time. We had lunch and so headed down to the performance hall to set up for the concert we were playing from 4-5PM - I was given a baritone saxophone to play which was tremendously fun as it is just about bigger than me and plays notes so low they make your eyes vibrate so you can't see straight. I had a solo as well which I had to play on alto and so I had to switch instruments halfway through one of our songs. The concert went really well - everyone seemed to like it, and a couple of my friends, Sunniva and Christina, were there so afterwards we all (Sunniva, Christina, Mattias, Karl Andrias and I) headed out to get dinner at a café in town. Afterwards we all wound up back at Mattias' place watching DVDs, and then channel surfing - to our amazement he had about 950 channels because his Dad is Russian and so had subscribed to pretty much every channel in Europe. Or something. And we found the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and none of them had seen it so I insisted we watch it. And we did. And I think they'll be scarred for life.

But yeah, that was last weekend. And yeah. I think that's all I have to report!
Kelsy