How is Iceland
@Phoenix Lazarus?
Sadly, after more than four hours out and about in a jeep between eight pm and midnight yesterday, we couldn't find a trace of the Northern Lights. The night was unusually cloudy, the driver said. They were clearly visible the night before, it seems. Just my luck to come on a bad night! I was gutted about that, I'll admit!
There's been other stuff to enjoy, though. The countryside is quite lovely, with its snow-covered hills, and Reykjavik, which I've had a good stroll around today, is pleasant and quite colourful, with a lovely big rectangular man-made lake at its centre, interesting and ornate architecture and monuments and some impressively large, tall-sided ships on show in its harbour at the sea inlet. The Blue Lagoon, which is heated by lava currents beneath rock, thousands of metres underground was nice. It was the first time I'd been swimming since I was sixteen. I was self-conscious in just a pair of trunks at first (not least because now I'm carrying a bit more weight than when in my teens!). I soon relaxed and got a taste for it, though. I fly back tomorrow morning.
Bad things that have happened to me in the past 5 minutes:
1. I have a spot above my lip which I poked at and now it’s bleeding
2. With one hand holding a tissue to my bleeding face, I tried to pour from a bag of frozen chips and they went all.over.the.floor
I don’t really know what I expected to happen but
Last night, walking through a corridor on my hotel floor at a fast speed, I was so lost in my thoughts that I walked into a closed clear-glass door, which door remained undamaged - sadly unlike me. The impact knocked me onto my back and I got up with blood streaming from a gash at the top of the bridge of my nose. It bloody hurt, I can tell you! It took me quite a few moments to recover and I still have a big red cut on my nose. Luckily no-one else to witness that, so embarrassment was fortunately not added to injury!
it was like gingery and cinnamon, it was from Lidl, it was *chefs kiss*
he’s now cooking chicken pie and poured me a glass of wine 
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