G\u00f6turnar eru svo \u00fer\u00f6ngar, a\u00f0 b\u00edlar geta ekki m\u00e6st, og \u00ed hvert sinn sem einn sl\u00edkur n\u00e1lgast, ver\u00f0um vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 \u00ferengja okkur upp a\u00f0 hallandi veggnum og b\u00ed\u00f0a, \u00e1 me\u00f0an hann sniglast fram hj\u00e1. \u00c1 torginu sitja pr\u00fa\u00f0b\u00fanar konur og spjalla. \u00deeim liggur h\u00e1tt r\u00f3mur og hl\u00e6ja miki\u00f0, \u00e1 milli \u00feess sem \u00fe\u00e6r l\u00edta til me\u00f0 b\u00f6rnum s\u00ednum, sem eru \u00e1 hlaupum fram og til baka um marmaralagt torgi\u00f0. \u00deetta er s\u00e1 t\u00edmi dags, sem f\u00f3lk slakar \u00e1 og gengur \u00fat til m\u00f3ts vi\u00f0 s\u00f3lina, sem ver\u00f0ur mildari eftir \u00fev\u00ed sem l\u00ed\u00f0ur \u00e1 daginn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n
F\u00f3lki\u00f0 \u00e1 klettinum fer sjaldan \u00e1 str\u00f6ndina. \u00dea\u00f0 hl\u00edfir s\u00e9r vi\u00f0 s\u00f3linni, kann a\u00f0 lifa me\u00f0 henni, enda er h\u00fa\u00f0 kvennanna hv\u00edt sem l\u00edn og stingur \u00ed st\u00faf vi\u00f0 tinnusvart h\u00e1ri\u00f0, sem \u00fe\u00e6r klippa helst ekki. \u00dea\u00f0 eru bara karlarnir, sem eru ve\u00f0urbar\u00f0ir, me\u00f0 dj\u00fapar hrukkur \u00ed andlitinu og stir\u00f0ir til gangs eftir \u00e1ralangt strit \u00e1 \u00f6krunum. Einu sinni var h\u00e9r r\u00e6kta\u00f0ur sykurreyr, sem svo lag\u00f0ist af. \u00c1vextirnir eru \u00e1rst\u00ed\u00f0abundnir, \u00f3l\u00edfur, pl\u00f3mur, appels\u00ednur, avokado, mang\u00f3, bananar, s\u00edtr\u00f3nur og fleira og fleira. J\u00f6r\u00f0in er gj\u00f6ful h\u00e9r allt um kring. F\u00f3lki\u00f0 \u00ed \u00feessu \u00feorpi \u00e1tti \u00feess ekki kost \u00ed \u00e6sku a\u00f0 ganga \u00ed sk\u00f3la n\u00e9 l\u00e6ra a\u00f0 lesa. Karlarnir ger\u00f0ust daglaunamenn og ur\u00f0u a\u00f0 l\u00e1ta s\u00e9r n\u00e6gja \u00feau laun, sem landeigendur sk\u00f6mmtu\u00f0u \u2013 oft ekki anna\u00f0 en mat on\u00ed hungru\u00f0 b\u00f6rnin.<\/p>\n
En b\u00ed\u00f0um a\u00f0eins me\u00f0 \u00feetta \u2013 vi\u00f0 erum \u00e1 lei\u00f0 \u00e1 flamencoh\u00e1t\u00ed\u00f0 \u00e1 La Traviesa. \u2013 Or\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fd\u00f0ir eiginlega \u00feverbiti \u2013 sem g\u00e6ti haft t\u00e1knr\u00e6na merkingu um eitthva\u00f0, sem er \u00f6\u00f0ru v\u00edsi en anna\u00f0 \u2013 t.d. a\u00f0 vera \u00feversum, e\u00f0a \u00f3\u00feekktarangi \u2013 La Traviesa er alla vega \u00f3l\u00edkur \u00f6llum \u00f6\u00f0rum st\u00f6\u00f0um h\u00e9r \u00ed \u00feorpinu. \u2013 Hann stendur \u00e1 klettasillu me\u00f0 sl\u00fatandi bjargi\u00f0 fyrir ofan og ne\u00f0an. Eldh\u00fasi\u00f0 og barinn eru grafin inn \u00ed klettinn, en gestir sitja \u00fati undir berum himni. Vi\u00f0 komum r\u00e9tt m\u00e1tulega, \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 s\u00f3lin er a\u00f0 renna s\u00e9r \u00e1 bak vi\u00f0 fjallsbr\u00fanina, og innan skamms er or\u00f0i\u00f0 aldimmt. \u00de\u00e1 er kveikt \u00e1 kertum, sem varpa dularfullri birtu \u00e1 bl\u00f3min og d\u00fakana og gestina, sem b\u00ed\u00f0a spenntir eftir komu listaf\u00f3lksins.<\/p>\n
G\u00edtarleikarinn er \u00feegar sestur \u00ed st\u00f3linn og farinn a\u00f0 spreyta sig \u2013 hita upp. \u00dea\u00f0 er engu l\u00edkara en a\u00f0 hann hafi f\u00e6\u00f0st me\u00f0 hlj\u00f3\u00f0f\u00e6ri\u00f0 \u00ed h\u00f6ndunum, \u00feessi str\u00e1kur, og a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 hafi veri\u00f0 \u00e1st vi\u00f0 fyrstu s\u00fdn. T\u00f3nlistin er honum \u00ed bl\u00f3\u00f0 borin, kannski pabbi hafi s\u00fdnt honum fyrstu gripin. G\u00edtarinn liggur \u00fe\u00e9tt a\u00f0 brj\u00f3sti hans, og fingurnir g\u00e6la vi\u00f0 strengina eins og hinn fullkomni \u00e1stma\u00f0ur \u2013 einn \u00ed heiminum, hugfanginn af mj\u00fakum t\u00f3num, sem fl\u00f6gra titrandi \u00fat \u00ed n\u00f3ttina. \u00deetta lofar g\u00f3\u00f0u.<\/p>\n
Og hver hef\u00f0i svo tr\u00faa\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed, a\u00f0 \u00feessar litlu p\u00edslir \u2013 dansarinn og s\u00f6ngvarinn, g\u00e6tu teki\u00f0 svona miklum breytingum. \u00dea\u00f0 var varla, a\u00f0 \u00e9g t\u00e6ki eftir \u00feeim, \u00feegar \u00fe\u00e6r komu inn \u00ed fylgd g\u00edtarleikarans. Grannvaxnar og feimnislegar \u00ed gallabuxum og stuttermabolum, r\u00e9tt eins og sk\u00f3lastelpur \u00ed fyrsta sinn a\u00f0 koma vi\u00f0 \u00e1 bar.<\/p>\n
\u00dearna st\u00f3\u00f0u \u00fe\u00e6r allt \u00ed einu vi\u00f0 hli\u00f0 g\u00edtarleikarans \u00ed n\u00fdju gervi \u2013 algerlega \u00f3\u00feekkjanlegar. B\u00fanar a\u00f0 fara fram \u00e1 kl\u00f3sett, setja upp h\u00e1ri\u00f0, m\u00e1la varirnar eldrau\u00f0ar og strj\u00faka me\u00f0 kolamola eftir augnbr\u00fanunum. B\u00e1\u00f0ar kl\u00e6\u00f0ast sv\u00f6rtu silki me\u00f0 rau\u00f0u \u00edvafi \u2013 lit \u00e1starinnar. Bl\u00fassurnar falla \u00fe\u00e9tt a\u00f0 gr\u00f6nnum l\u00edk\u00f6mum og pilsin hrynja eins og str\u00ed\u00f0andi foss a\u00f0 f\u00f3tum \u00feeirra. \u00de\u00e6r bera h\u00f6fu\u00f0in h\u00e1tt og horfa \u00f6grandi \u00e1 eitthva\u00f0, sem vi\u00f0 hin sj\u00e1um ekki og skynjum ekki. \u00de\u00e6r eru sem af \u00f6\u00f0rum heimi, komnar \u00ed ham, hnarreistar og \u00feokkafullar. Minna \u00e1 hryssur \u00ed l\u00e1tum, spyrna vi\u00f0 f\u00f3tum, stappa \u00ed g\u00f3lfi\u00f0, eru til \u00ed allt.<\/p>\n
Og n\u00fa hefst dansinn. S\u00f6ngkonan lei\u00f0ir, g\u00edtarleikarinn fylgir henni, og dansarinn t\u00falkar. Saga S\u00edgauna ver\u00f0ur ekki s\u00f6g\u00f0 \u00e1 annan h\u00e1tt. \u00dea\u00f0 er saga h\u00f6rmunga \u2013 f\u00e1t\u00e6ktar, \u00f3r\u00e9ttl\u00e6tis, grimmdar, beiskju og haturs. \u00c1star? J\u00e1, en oftast \u00fe\u00f3 \u00e1starsorgar, e\u00f0a \u00e1star \u00ed meinum. L\u00edfi\u00f0 er miskunnarlaust, \u2013 og \u00feessi dans er l\u00edka miskunnarlaus. Hann er svo ofsafenginn, svo s\u00e1rsaukafullur og hamslaus, a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 ja\u00f0rar vi\u00f0, a\u00f0 ma\u00f0ur fari hj\u00e1 s\u00e9r. Gr\u00e1ti af sk\u00f6mm. Hann segir allt, sem segja \u00fearf um \u00f3r\u00e9ttl\u00e6ti\u00f0 \u00ed heiminum, misskiptinguna og mannvonskuna.<\/p>\n
\u00c9g veit ekki hvort \u00e9g gr\u00e9t yfir mannvonskunni e\u00f0a fegur\u00f0inni, \u00feegar dansinum lauk. \u00c9g var \u00f6rmagna, en samt als\u00e6l. \u00deetta var allt svo \u00f3tr\u00falega fallegt \u2013 \u00fer\u00e1tt fyrir lj\u00f3tleikann. Danskonan unga bl\u00e6s ekki \u00far n\u00f6s, heimtar meira. Aftur og aftur heldur h\u00fan \u00e1fram a\u00f0 \u00f6gra okkur, stolt og skapmikil, heift\u00fa\u00f0ug \u00ed tj\u00e1ningu sinni.<\/p>\n
\u00deetta var svona eins og a\u00f0 upplifa eldgos, hrikaleg \u00e1t\u00f6k \u00ed i\u00f0rum jar\u00f0ar, allt a\u00f0 springa \u2013 og svo d\u00fanalogn \u00e1 eftir. Enginn sag\u00f0i or\u00f0, bara hugsa\u00f0i sitt. Flamencokv\u00f6ldinu var loki\u00f0, kertin \u00fatbrunnin og t\u00edmi kominn til a\u00f0 kve\u00f0ja. S\u00f6ngkonan og dansarinn voru aftur komnar \u00ed gallabuxurnar, bara venjulegar stelpur, sem voru a\u00f0 f\u00e1 s\u00e9r \u00ed svanginn me\u00f0 g\u00edtarleikaranum \u00e1 barnum. Mig langa\u00f0i mest til a\u00f0 taka utan um \u00fe\u00e6r og \u00feakka fyrir fr\u00e1b\u00e6ra s\u00f6gustund \u2013 og \u00e9g ger\u00f0i \u00fea\u00f0 l\u00edka.<\/p>\n
\u00deorpi\u00f0 var sofna\u00f0, \u00feegar vi\u00f0 snerum heim \u00e1 lei\u00f0. Bl\u00f3maangan barst a\u00f0 vitum okkar, skar\u00f0ur m\u00e1ni l\u00fdsti okkur lei\u00f0 um \u00fer\u00f6ngar g\u00f6tur. \u00deetta er \u00feorp f\u00e1t\u00e6ka mannsins. \u00d6rl\u00f6g \u00edb\u00faanna er ekki \u00f3l\u00edk \u00f6rl\u00f6gum S\u00edgaunanna. Misskiptingin \u00ed \u00fej\u00f3\u00f0f\u00e9laginu var \u00f3tr\u00faleg, alveg fram \u00e1 okkar daga. Daglaunama\u00f0urinn \u00e1tti l\u00edf sitt undir \u00f6rl\u00e6ti landeigendanna, algerlega r\u00e9ttlaus og aleinn \u00ed l\u00edfsbar\u00e1ttunni. \u00d3meg\u00f0 var mikil, sk\u00f3laganga fjarl\u00e6gur draumur. \u00d6rl\u00f6gin voru l\u00edk, en skapger\u00f0in \u00f3l\u00edk. \u00deessi tryllti dans S\u00edgaunanna segir okkur sannleikann, en hinir \u00feegja um hann.<\/p>\n
H\u00e9r kemur \u00feessi grein \u00e1 sp\u00e6nsku<\/a> og h\u00e9r \u00e1 ensku<\/a>.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" M\u00f3\u00f0ir j\u00f6r\u00f0 skartar s\u00ednu fegursta h\u00e9r um \u00feessar mundir. Kletturinn okkar er umvafinn gr\u00f3\u00f0ri \u00ed \u00f6llum regnbogans litum, gulum, rau\u00f0um, gr\u00e6num og bl\u00e1um \u2013 en a\u00f0allega \u00fe\u00f3 fj\u00f3lubl\u00e1um. Bl\u00f3min brj\u00f3ta s\u00e9r lei\u00f0 upp \u00far dj\u00fapum sprungum \u00ed \u00e1tt til s\u00f3lar. \u00deau klifra upp hv\u00edtkalka\u00f0a h\u00fasveggi og gefa l\u00edfinu lit og angan. Jafnvel kaktusar hafa teki\u00f0 gle\u00f0i s\u00edna og bl\u00f3mstra eins og \u00f6ll hin. S\u00f3lin er komin vestur fyrir klettinn, eldrau\u00f0 og b\u00fastin, og \u00e6tlar a\u00f0 fara a\u00f0 leggja sig. Og \u00feegar h\u00fan er horfin \u00ed hafi\u00f0, og myrkri\u00f0 skolli\u00f0 \u00e1, hefst flamencoh\u00e1t\u00ed\u00f0 \u00ed \u00feorpinu okkar. Vi\u00f0 erum \u00e1 lei\u00f0inni. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-173","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-greinar_og_vidtol"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=173"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":539,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions\/539"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=173"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=173"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=173"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}