Another shot of Brúarfoss…I half expected Tattoo to come out and say, “welcome to Fantasy Island.” This place is SO indescribable. And on that note, it is 12:30 a.m. here in Iceland and this gal is t-i-r-e-d. Good night from Iceland (where, remarkably, you cannot find a bag of ice for your ice chest anywhere). Yes, there is no ice in Iceland (at least not cubes in bags).
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