A Journey to the Centre of the mirth...
January 15th 2008 As is now a well established tradition, my final activities before leaving for the airport were dominated by the disappearance of my camera charger.
Arrival in Reykjavík co-incided with being buffetted furiously by a wind so wild that you couldn't actually tell which direction it was trying to blow you in. On the bus to the city, I began talking with a lovely German girl who had been living in
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