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
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?