Marel’s Annual Ball

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[Happened on 07 March 2015, put online on 08 March 2015.  Sleeping a whole day does that.]

Annual balls are a thing in Iceland, where an entire company/organization goes out and has a fun evening, complete with fancy clothes, fancy food, and most often, copious amounts of alcohol.

Marel’s ball was last night, and after a pre-party at the boss’s house, we moved to what is usually a sports gymnasium (they play and practice basketball, team handball, etc there), but it had been decked out with carpets, tables, chairs, and the works!  A good time was had by all! (15 images total)

Dropping the last kid off for an overnight stay. Yes, for the first time in two years, there would be zero children in the house the morning after.

Dropping the last kid off for an overnight stay. Yes, for the first time in two years, there would be zero children in the house the morning after.

There was a photo booth (I'm not sure if we'll get or post that photo) but afterwards we fooled around a bit with these speech bubbles. Here Finnur's totally got this!

There was a photo booth (I’m not sure if we’ll get or post that photo) but afterwards we fooled around a bit with these speech bubbles. Here Finnur’s totally got this!

I totally do!

I totally do!

The appetizer station in the atrium. Good sushi, good cheeses, good aperitif.

The appetizer station in the atrium. Good sushi, good cheeses, good aperitif.

Finnur with Sævar, who was in my EE-undergrad year. Small world!

Finnur with Sævar, who was in my EE-undergrad year, and is now my coworker. Small world!

The theme of the evening was 'Casino' so they'd set up a few mock playing tables. I say 'mock' because everybody got issued chips when they sat down, and then they could play them as the wanted before returning them to the bank when they quit. Actual gambling is prohibited by law in Iceland.

The theme of the evening was ‘Casino’ so they’d set up a few mock playing tables. I say ‘mock’ because everybody got issued chips when they sat down, and then they could play them as the wanted before returning them to the bank when they quit. Actual gambling is prohibited by law in Iceland.

21!

21!

Chips!

Chips!

Inside I met this lady (Jóhanna Kristín?) and we were pretty sure we knew each other somehow, but couldn't figure out how. So a selfie got taken so we could figure it out later! Anyone?

Inside I met this lady (Jóhanna Kristín?) and we were pretty sure we knew each other somehow, but couldn’t figure out how. So a selfie got taken so we could figure it out later! Anyone?  (Facebook reveals a connection through Guðrún and Snorri… Hang on… She’s the wife of Þórir, brother of Guðrún right?!?)  Small world.

The dinner band, with photo booth images showing up on the stage screens.

The dinner band, with photo booth images showing up on the stage screens.

Looking over the seated crowd from by the stage (where the Slippbarinn cocktail bar was).

Looking over the seated crowd from by the stage (where the Slippbarinn cocktail bar was located).

The cocktail makers from Slippbarinn knew what they were doing. (Sadly, the cocktails weren't on the house, oh well!)

The cocktail makers from Slippbarinn knew what they were doing. (Sadly, the cocktails weren’t on the house, but oh well!)

After dinner, the band Ingó and the Weather Gods played and they got everybody dancing. They were really quite good!!

After dinner, the band Ingó and the Weather Gods played and they got everybody dancing. They were really quite good!!

Heading out half past midnight, before the big scramble for taxis began.

Heading out half past midnight, before the big scramble for taxis began.

Mirror selfies at 1 am. Not bad! :)

Mirror selfies at 1 am. Not bad! 🙂