I have never had an overwhelming desire to just show up at the Westmann Islands for þjóðhátið. I like the islands very much, and would enjoy a chance to go back there, and actually I even met a lady recently who said I could go stay with her. So it is on my list of possibilities, but I would like to go when I would be warmly welcomed.

The rain pelting down has nothing to do with me not going there this weekend. Nor does the drunkenness, huge crowd, constant music, and oversized bonfire.


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