Guess what I saw in a bookstore here in Castro, Chiloe: 101 Reikíavik!!! A Spanish translation of a fairly recent Icelandic novel. Detti mer allar daudar lys ur hofdi is all I can say.

Castro is great, the atmosphere is almost Carribean, with all the pastel-coloured houses and the breeze from the sea. Very relaxed little town. My bus to Santiago leaves at five in the afternoon, which is soon enough, and I´ve already called my friend Ruddy to meet him there. Mind you, we haven´t met for more than 10 years!