I’m not trying to be a unique individual, I’m just better than the rest of you.
Warning: Rising levels of sentimentality expected.
Just like having a huge bath…with strangers.
I imagined peace, listened to the Hljómeyki choir, saw Yoko Ono…and made a complete arse of myself on Icelandic television.
Icelandic countryside just doesn’t look real.
Because everyone likes bunnies.
A selection of pictures of an Reykjavík in autumn.
Don’t read this blog post if you have to pee.
The best places to read in Reykjavík.