(Instead of tartar sauce with my fish and chips.)
Here's just a tiny fraction of the pictures I want to show you (because otherwise, I'll spend the whole night blogging):
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| A view of downtown Reykjavík from the tower of Hallgrímskirkja, Iceland's tallest building. |
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| Another. |
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| With houses that look like these... |
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| and these... |
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| and these... |
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| and these... I don't understand why so many of the houses in my country are so colorless! |
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| Here are a few scenes of things I liked around town… |
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| ...places that are lived in. |
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| A window at street level. |
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If you've been around my blog for a while, you know
how much I love buildings that show signs of past lives... |
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| Hallgrímskirkja is visible from lots of spots all over town. |
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| Swans! |
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| This is why I didn't go into business. |
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In the Reykjavík Kirkjugarður (graveyard), I made a friend. By the time we parted,
I was covered with cat fur. That's okay – maybe it provided an extra layer of warmth.
(By New England standards, it's proper winter here!) |
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| I saw these BONKERS rings in a shop window. |
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Can you imagine wearing
this on your finger? |
And thus, my dear readers, my location is revealed: I'm in Iceland. I'm writing, sightseeing, exploring… and eventually, weather permitting, driving counterclockwise along the coast to Akureyri. I hope I'll have time to share pictures all along the way!
