Saturday, October 29, 2005

More Bloody Vikings



Well, faithful Cow-o-philes. Yesterday morning, as promised, I arose at the rooster's crow and headed off to Sydney's National Maritime Museum in search of Vikings. I arrived in plenty of time, not really being sure if Vikings are known for their punctuality. I think it is probably reasonable to suggest that being late for a raid on a Saxon village was poor form.

Indeed, there was already a horde of Vikings in full battle dress battering at the door when I got there. Well, I exaggerate for effect. There were one or two insouciant proto-Vikings hanging around the door with their friends. Aside from the beards and long hair there wasn't much to indicate they were Vikings. I've seen scarier at my local pub. It was a bit anti-climactic I have to say. Before I even got a chance to ask them about their references they were ushered inside by museum staff.



I don't remember ever being taught about the Vikings' penchant for bright blue duffel bags in school, but I guess I could have been shooting rubber bands at Chris O'Reilly at the time.

There was a brief interesting moment when one of the Vikings carried in a strange wooden box:



Then it was all over. I'm sorry to say, that's all that happened. I guess it is feasible that the armed naked dancing went on behind the closed museum doors, but alas, that remains only a speculation. Oh, as I was about to leave, I noticed another Viking unpacking something from his car:



He wasn't exactly a late Viking, since the other Vikings were all technically early but I got the distinct impression that if there was any pillaging and looting going on inside the museum, he was in for slim pickings.

I did find out that the Viking exhibition starts in November and today's successful applicants would be featuring for a few weeks. It is my further mission then, loyal readers, to go along once the show has opened and this time bring back proper evidence of Vikings alive and well (and hopefully armed and attired in full ferocity) in the Antipodes.

6 comments:

Blogger Chickie said...

Thank you for investigating for us. I didn't know Vikings drove PT Cruisers. I thought they rode around in those big wooden ships with sea monsters carved on the front.

October 29, 2005 4:55 PM  
Blogger Radioactive Jam said...

Maybe if you'd gone unshaven and worn a bathrobe, museum officials would usher you inside as well. Then we'd see pics from an undercover operation.

Or you'd get your camera confiscated, one or the other. Still, thanks-- this makes a nice intro for the follow-up report. And really, do many Vikings call Sydney home? Plus the relatively short notice with the casting call; maybe they'll hold another audition.

And I can *not* read this Word Verification picture. Looks like wide-stick skinny curve stubby-wide stick inverted skinny curve yet another wide stick "r".

I get it. Never mind.

October 29, 2005 11:37 PM  
Anonymous anne arkham said...

Did you see any berserkers? Or was the warning stern enough?

October 30, 2005 4:03 PM  
Blogger anaglyph said...

Chickie: Doh! I didn't think to check the front of the PT Cruiser for carved sea monsters...

RaJ: I was unshaven and wearing a bathrobe. But the museum people are used to that.

Anne Arkham: I did see one fairly cross parking attendant...

October 30, 2005 6:38 PM  
Blogger Joe Fuel said...

Wait a minute. If bersekers are really some bada.. kind of warriors that go into battle naked. Why and how could a simple warning on a piece of paper stop them? Or is it that they're so busy with their naked battles that they never learned how to read anyway?

November 01, 2005 12:59 AM  
Blogger Jill said...

Hello there--
I came to your blog via Anne Arkham's. You had me at: " I think it is probably reasonable to suggest that being late for a raid on a Saxon village was poor form." Awesome. I think I'll be sticking around awhile.

November 01, 2005 3:49 AM  

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