"the weather will be great... 24 and sunny..."

This is one of the odd phrases out of many I hear while on the Tube. Seems I continually forget things that will become natural in the next few weeks... like weather in celsius and distance in meters. Even though I'm here, I still don't feel like I'm going to be gone for long... I don't know if it's because I feel at home in most places, or if I'm in a serious state of denial. Regardless, I've been having a ball!!


First landing shot in Iceland... looks like the moon...

Iceland was the first stop on the trip. Although Anya and I arrived at an un-godly early 6:30 am (1:30am home time) without a wink of shut eye on my end, we were energetic enough to head into Rekjavik. After drinking some coffee and eating what is most likely the most delicious chocolate croissant of my life we were off! (Insert funny story: Anya decided to get some Krona out of an ATM... not knowing what the hell the exchange rate was she pressed the "60.0" option. It didn't seem too extreme... however after some help from some friendly locals we discovered that she got 60 THOUSAND Krona...which comes to roughly $500 USD. Needless to say she had to make a little visit to the currency exchange station.) There was a direct bus from the airport into town and it was so early that we had the whole charter bus for ourselves! Our driver was fantastic and told us all about Iceland, from the trolls that like to party, to the mud holes and freshwater springs at his summer home, to the villagers Icelanders make fun of. (Think Alabama jokes...)

He drove us into town and told us all the great things to see, which we experienced for about one hour... then we crashed... HARD. At that point it would have been a solid 5:00 am at home and regardless of how undeniably COOL everything in Iceland is, there was no way to maintain our liveliness.


House with no yard... well... except for the roof lawn. Subsequent question, does this ever get mowed?


mmmm.. head of lamb on a plate...

We tried to rev up with more coffee but it was too late... Iceland was over. As we got back to the airport we had a few hours to kill and I was appreciative of the comfy benches that were available. We arrived at London around 8:30 pm their time and after meeting up with Megan, got to the hostel by midnight. It was at that point that I realized my left foot pinky toe was broken!! Ouch. Too tired to care though. Taped it up and headed to bed.

Today was fairly uneventful. After attempting to meet Anya at a sharp 8:30 a.m. to head to Cambridge, I ended up getting on a train at 9:45 a.m. Walked around Cambridge for two hours trying to find Wolfson and flag a cab that could potentially help me! After no luck I went to a random college and begged for assistance. They called a cab for me and as I pulled up to Wolfson I saw Anya. What great luck! Cambridge was gorgeous and I'm looking forward to calling it home for the next few months.

Tomorrow off to Wimbledon at 7:00 a.m.!!