photo Eyþór Árnason - DV |
photo: visir.is |
I love my
country. It is big yet small and funny things happen here. Some quite embarrassing
like the fact that no big store can open in Iceland without a big chuck of the population going
there on the opening day. As was the case with the hardware store. Traffic jams
ensued once opening hours drew closer and everyone ended up with a new barbeque
or a piece of lumber they had no idea what they intended for. The store was however
not quite as lucky as Lindex, a Swedish clothing store that opened up late last
year and was emptied of every single item on sale on the first day. Even the mannequins
were naked when they closed and the store was unable to open again for a week
as they needed more stuff shipped from abroad to sell. One hopes for their sake
that Lindex did not estimate the quantities ordered at that point by the original
turnover, as the original excitement usually wears off quite quickly here.
And why do
these shopping frenzies happen here repeatedly? In a country, in particular an
island with no neighbors, where you only have 310.000 consumers there will not
be a large selection of shops. Especially when of these 310.000, a quarter is too
young to have more to spend than a weekly candy allowance, a quarter is old
enough to already have everything they need, and the remaining half is broke. To
have a lot of stores you need a lot of buying. So we have a pretty small
selection of stores compared to other larger countries with a huge number of
consumers. Hence the elation when a new store opens up. In particular if it is
a big store from abroad.
When the
Smáralind shopping center opened up some years ago the country almost toppled
over to one side when everyone rushed there, wanting to go see it a.s.a.p. Then
we only had a single mall – not like now when we have two – and this addition
was welcomed. So much so that the mall was on the cover of every newspaper on
opening day, one paper even splurging on an aerial photo of the building. This
aerial photo raised some eyebrows as the mall turned out to be shaped quite uniquely,
resembling a body part not often inspiring architects. At least not here. And being a fishing nation, it is a bit creepy to see seamen leaving the building.
photo: gnaana.com |
When abroad
we Icelanders tend to go a bit crazy in our shopping, as for us this is more exciting than a Bauhaus/Lindex/Smáralind
opening all rolled into one. New stores abound and the prices are
usually lower than what we see here with our 25,5% value added/sales tax. I am
no exception. Does not even matter where I go, I shop. On a trip my family and
I made to India about 5-6 years ago we bought everything we happened across. We
came home with crazy luggage and 3 years later we realized that one of the
suitcases had been put in storage unopened by accident. We had not missed a single
thing in it and when we saw the contents it was as if we had been drunken and drugged
during our travels. Loads of string puppets, five hundred and three bracelets,
two saris, loads of elephants and other things we do not, or ever will, need. Puppets?
What were we going to do with puppets? So the contents were given away to some
collection for the needy and I would not be surprised if they ended back up in
a poor district of India.
Laugardalshöll stadium |
In the 80s there
used to be shopping shows held in Reykjavík’s main sports stadium where stuff
would be showcased: travel shows, wares for the home, car shows etc. Sometimes
countries would hold such shows where you could pay the entrance fee and walk
around booths or displays containing various products from the country involved.
Once China held such a show and everyone was really excited to see what they
had on offer. I went with my husband and a friend who really loves everything
Asian. But the show was such a flop that it made no sense. There was hardly
anything in the booths, one had a single coat that looked used hanging on a rack, another one cracked vase and so on. Hardly anyone was there to
discuss or sell the few products on display and no one looked even vaguely Chinese.
Turned out that the show was a big scam and all of the Chinese that had arrived
to organize it and work there had fled to the States two days before the
opening. They ahd never had any intention to do a shopping show - just wanted to move to the USA. Their Icelandic counterparts tried to make do with whatever they could
find, with rather crummy results.
So, from shopping shows to overcrowded openings it appears we have not come all that of a long way. But give us time. And internet shopping.
And in case you were wondering: I did not go to the Lindex opening. But yes, I did go to Bauhaus.
Yrsa - Wednesday
Let me see if I get this straight, Yrsa: Icelanders turn a hardware store opening into a mega-social event, erect a penis shaped mall, and strip mannequins bare where they stand. Screw Mykonos, I want to party in Reykjavik!
ReplyDeleteJeff you are always welcome! Eurovision is at the end of May if you want to see us in our true party element.
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Heart be still. Thanks, I'm warming up with a trip to Munich in mid-May.
ReplyDeleteAwesome! I join Jeffrey in the "want to party in Reykjavik!" sentiment!
ReplyDeleteShopping is fun until you look around your house, and notice there' not much room. I enjoyed your post, and partying anywhere sounds like fun right now.
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