Finally my web album from Iceland — including the inspiring and sometimes frightening, yet visually gobsmacking drive through the eastern fjords in the wintertime is up — I haven’t spent anytime identifying the different places, but some of the images are astounding and worth a look. At some point when the craziness that is Christmas dies down, I’ll do the edit.
Any for all of you off work sleep late, eat lots, ski and/or lie in the sun. Read, read and read some more. Merry Christmas.
More common to fly than to drive
Gunnar Gunnarsson Mansion
I took this photo at 3pm this afternoon.
It so surprising to me that in a country like Iceland where the standard of living is high and the people are both well-traveled and educated, they still confuse the United States with Canada. Most of the people I have met so far have confessed to thinking that there are actually no differences between the US and Canada and are shocked to find out that:
We use the metric system
We have don’t have a president
We have universal health care
We aren’t snowed-under most of the year
In contrast to the USA, we use UK spelling
I actually find this ignorance to be quite insulting, considering that I know the difference between Greenland and Iceland, so perhaps the education we receive in Canada is something we should be proud of.
Which reminds me, a couple of days ago a cabbie in New York wanted to know if he could run away to Canada with me to live together forever. He said he’d do all the driving (he’d be pulled over so fast and thrown into jail speeding during rush hour), anyway, he offered to do the driving and since I hate driving, I thought that was a nice gesture. However, when I explained that it would take us at least a week to drive to Vancouver, he didn’t believe me because he was quite sure that the Canada he knew was just a few hours north of New York. I don’t think I ever managed to convince him that it was a lot bigger than that.
No photos until I get home — I had to repack in Toronto because I couldn’t lift my suitcase — I had to buy a new and smaller one — but, I left my connector cable for my camera in Kate’s room…OMG, I’ve taken some amazing shots…