My neighbor’s lawn has this big scar on it. The only possible explanation I can think of is that a flying saucer came to a landing in their front yard. What else could it possibly be?
While I think this is a cute idea, and I’ve seen other libraries do it, I’m not sure I’d try it. Of course, I guess there’s no big loss in checking one of these out. If I don’t like it, I just don’t read it.
If you want a traditionally made Icelandic sweater, you need to go to the Handknitters Association of Iceland. Anywhere else is selling cheap knockoffs. The sweaters aren’t cheap, but they will last a lifetime.
In the tiny village of Kirkjubæjarklaustur, we were originally booked in the Hotel Klauster (a more traditional hotel), but after a brief miscommunication with our tour planner, we opted instead for the Hotel Magma, with its individual cabins.