Friday, December 4, 2009
Who cut the cheese?
You don't have to blame it on the dog. Francois kept looking at me funny while we deplaned in Reykjavik after what felt like the longest flight ever. It was under 5 hours travelling time, we were packed in like sardines, no food and they had the heat on full blast, not the most enjoyable flight. So it wasn't me, the airport and surrounding smell of sulphur and so do the showers, one thing we will have to get used to in Iceland is the sulfur smell (smells like rotten eggs) in the water from the faucets. Iceland is geologically a very young island and has a lot of geothermal and volcanic activity not far beneath its surface.
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Sigh. Just like Rotarua. You get used to it after a day or so.
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