til Parísar

Dear regulahs, lahge regulahs, and casual readers, too,

I am off to Paris in the early morning with my lovely girlfriend Elisa. We're meeting at Keflavík International when her Beantown-inbound arrives and jumping on the next ship out to France. Needless to say, I won't have much to tell you about Iceland over the next several days. I hope you're not disappointed. While I love it here and all, a trip to Paris is never a bad thing. Especially when your girlfriend can order up a meal in French like she's M.C. Solaar.

Au revoir! Og góða helgi, líka.