ABSTRACT
In June 1930, a Parliamentary Festival, Alþingishátíðin, was held at the old parliamentary site in Þingvellir to honor 1000 years of the Icelandic Parliament. My original interest in the festival arose from a love story. An Austrian musician had been invited to Iceland to establish a symphony orchestra when he fell in love with a young woman and married her. Their grandchild became my partner and the father of my children. Even though the Austrian musician died long before I met my partner, his story entwined Alþingishátíðin with my own life’s history.
