gleðileg jól

The table is set, the Bibler-family Thanksgiving classics are cued up to go in the oven, the tree is lit and decorated and surrounded by a modest number of kreppugjafir, the cream is whipping (the wind and rain are whipping even more), the darkness is falling, and it's almost time to get dressed in our Christmas finery. Dinner starts in a couple hours, then gifts, and then midnight mass downtown. It's my fifth Christmas in Iceland and it's becoming harder to imagine it any other way.

With that, I'm flicking off the endless rows of fluorescent lights and sending home all the staff here at Iceland Report World HQ. From all of us to all of you, Gleðileg jól og farsælt komandi ár.