This morning it was my turn to lead the sightseeing, to check the maps and lead us around to interesting places.
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To Isafjorđur… or Not
Today we woke up, cleaned the cool-ass little apartment up, and checked out. We agreed we would miss the little pad, with its garish cow duvet and supremely convenient closet-kitchenette. If I could travel the world and secure such an apartment for myself everywhere I went, why, I should be quite content indeed. We trotted … Continue reading To Isafjorđur… or Not
Iceland’s Famous Hot Dog
After we cleaned up, we went outside for more adventure. It had been a bright grey overcast sky all day but now there was a fine drizzle that went from a heavy haze to something almost like raindrops. Rebecca was a bit discouraged at the crappy weather, but I was delighted with a childlike glee … Continue reading Iceland’s Famous Hot Dog
C.W. Wilkie 