As I mentioned in my last post, my friend Kevin (who came to Iceland for New Year’s Eve) was stationed here back when he was an Air Force admin officer at a remote post in the southeast part of the island. Years afterward, Kevin went to law school and became the Air Force’s chief prosecutor… Read More Days 187-188: north by northwest
New Year’s Eve in Reykjavik is a chaotic celebration: wild and wonderful and happy. And loud. Very, very loud. There are bonfires: huge, roaring blazes where neighbors gather with their friends and families to mingle and sing and celebrate. The fires are mostly fueled with leftover wooden shipping pallets; Iceland imports more finished goods than… Read More Day 185: a blast from the past
I have a confession to make: I didn’t spend Christmas in Iceland. With the end of classes in December, I went back to the U.S. for a week to visit family. More on that in a bit. I did get to see the run-up to Christmas, though, and it was much like it would be in the… Read More Day 180: it’s the most wonderful time
Several times, I’ve commented on the short days in Iceland in wintertime. I don’t want to oversell the darkness, though: there’s a lot of twilight and the cities are well-lit. One of the benefits of having vast amounts of essentially free electricity is that you can chase away the dark if you want. The sun… Read More Days 178-184: walking in the dark
This was the day I didn’t break my left arm. Actually, thinking about it, there have been lots of days I didn’t break my left arm. In fact, I have never broken my left arm, or any other bone, so I suppose today was quite unremarkable except for my visit to an Icelandic hospital to… Read More Day 158: hefur þu verið á spitala á Íslandi?