well here i am. the name might seem like it´s just a geographically and purposefully misnamed island, but is it cold as ice? the answer is yes.

after being here for a week, i can tell you that there is a comforting silence at night, a calm surge of life and activities during the day, and if there are bar fights, then the fireworks come out. icelanders are hospitable and keen on logic. the other side to most of the clubbers and nightlifers is that they party hearty. very hearty. if iceland was a soup it would be sheep-cheeks stew gombo. or something like that.

in other words, it´s not america and that´s good enough for now.

yipperdoo

takk.