Ja hérna hér

Djíses. Who'd have believed Christmas and the accompanying lethargy is over and we're safely in the New Year?!?!

It is truly amazing how coccon-ish Iceland is in the dead of winter. Especially with overcast sky and a population bedridden due to over-consumption of smoked lamb meat, pickled herring and umpteen different sorts of cookies and sweets. Today we have drizzling rain and fog, which isn't that different from what it's been like for about a week now.

And during that past week I seemed to have misplaced my ability to DO anything other than read Icelandic crime novels, eat loads of licorice and knit. And visit with friends and family (which is why one goes to Iceland in the first place), go out on the raz and have a hot dog "with everything", hunt for sold-out Icelandic novels and marvel at the sheer size of Reykjavik (the city of ~150 thousand souls that has a traffic infrastructure of a city of a million inhabitants and spreads over an area where a couple million more people could be easily accommodated. I think one would be hard pressed to call Icelanders normal). I did make a feeble attempt to get work done but fell asleep in front of the computer almost immediately.

Ok, the IM is waiting.