Finally, something has happened that is worth writing about. Aside from my personal wrestling match with my ever-pressing lonely heart, there has been remarkably little of consequence happening during my stay here in Iceland's capital region.
It seems school is keeping me just busy enough that I can't go away, but not busy enough to keep the boredom at bay. At long last, the Westfjords have been conquered, and in a mellow but swift swoop, I was able to hit the reset button on my brain... until I flew back into Reykjavik on monday morning.