Hugsum daginn minn
blogging from the departure lounge @ keflavik airport, coping with my accidental dreadlocks. we went to the traditional tourist stop off on the way to the airport – the blue lagoon – and they warn you that the water is good for your skin but rough on your hair. mine is drenched with conditioner, and that water is also quite good at stripping hair of any dyes or chemicals. still, trust the icelanders to take the by-product of a power plant and turn it into a tourist oasis.
there is one other icelandic obsession of which i am now fully aware. they love licorice. like so much. there is licorice in everything. they also love marzipan – which is wonderful in my eyes – but they couple it with licorice and chocolate. at the airport shop to my left, there is an entire aisle dedicated just to types of black licorice. if you buy a chocolate bar that was sitting next to the licorice, the chocolate will taste of licorice. i wonder if they translate charlie and the chocolate factory into a story about a little boy from husavik who wins the world’s biggest supply of licorice. (& that would be really exciting if you grew up in husavik.)
between us, we have taken about a thousand pictures, after we deleted the ones that were truly mistakes. my flickr account is going to finally take a bashing of more than 4% its monthly limit.
we should be boarding in the next half hour. i wonder where it is raining the most: reykjavik or london?
xelskax
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