Recently a Swedish journalist came to Ljubljana to interview me and I took him to lunch in a Ljubljana restaurant. After a few minutes we realized that our interview would come to nothing unless we started shouting at each other as if we were standing on two opposite hills or banks of a wide river, for the music blasting from the speakers was so loud it was impossible to order our food, let alone conduct an interview. So I politely asked the waiter (i.e. I shouted at him) if he could be so kind as to slightly turn down the […]

It was the end of September. We boarded a small Air Greenland plane at Keflavik airport. Just our little group, a few Eskimos, the pilots and the stewardess. Before long everyone was having great fun on board. The Eskimos opened another bottle and Nunu the stewardess demonstrated the use of the safety vest and the whistle. Apparently this was necessary in case we had to land in the ocean. Nunu performed her little routine in Danish and Eskimo. Nobody apart from the locals could understand these languages.  But she was very good with her whistle and our Italian friend asked […]