I started my trip to Iceland by walking into a bank, asking to exchange money, and being politely told that I was in an insurance office; Ryan Holliday aka “travel master” is back in action. Keflavik as a town doesn’t have a lot to offer, although there are some nice walks outside of town along the ocean, but it was good to take a nap after being up all night and to see Rod and Marlene again – not unexpectedly, Rod’s first words were “Holy cow, I come all the way to Iceland, and you’re here, too?” Some things don’t change. The last remaining member of the photo tour arrives tomorrow morning, and then we’re off to the wilds for a two week adventure.
"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell
Ryan, so there’s a js issue…. ok, kidding…how’s the trip going? your blogs are cool..
all references to work are henceforth banned from comments until ryan returns from vacation. also, i saw a girl here who was so hot that she melted the plastic in my underwear.
Plastic in your under wear? hmmmmm, very i.n.t.e.r.e.s.t.i.n.g… Tomorrow, 6/20/2008, is Summer Solstice so are you sure it’s not because of the heat? Any pictures yet? Anyway, I am migrating south to a place where there is no shadow at noon. Later!!!
lol.. So then did you ask her “If I told you that you have a great body, would you hold it against me?” or “If you were letters in a book, you’d be what they call a fine print”?
“fine print”. nice. i shall steal that one. and for quynh, pictures are coming soon – i had some laptop trouble so i’ve got a bunch of journal entries queued but am behind on adding pictures for them. i can assure you that you will soon be sick of seeing puffins and waterfalls.
Post some pictures of geysers too (not geezers). Have fun and don’t get killed. You just missed the hottest ladies from Hustler at the Programmer’s fair.
And why would a viking be wearing plastic underwear or was is it some kind of plastic prosthetic in the underwear?
Are you returning by July 11 — there is a big ass party. This is serious.
how serious? am i fired? ’cause if i’m fired i’m gonna stay here an extra month then head to mainland europe. if i’m not fired then i’ll be there, but i’ll be jet-lagged as all hell. you don’t sleep in iceland – it never gets dark, except when it rains real hard. then it’s dark. not super dark, but you get the idea.
Pow. Bam. Bang.
just made my day … plan on joining our outing on 7-11 … more to come …
p.s. love the entries … there are cougars … and then old people … which do you really miss?
don’t hate me, but i lied – i’m back by july 14; i fly out of iceland on july 11. i got confused – sorry about that. enjoy the party, and have a few drinks for me. new journal entries hopefully coming soon if i can get the pictures sorted.
I am wrapping up my vacation. Some of us have to go back to work so certain people can stay and play with snow. Check out some of my pictures at http://www.flickr.com/inetsi
disappointed …
amazing pics …
keflavik!