Northward bound.

I have been wanting to go to Iceland since way back in the day, when I was 18 and reading Njal's Saga for the first time.

Tomorrow morning, I'm going. "Put some pictures on your blog!" my mother has exhorted me. (I know that I have been beyond absent of late.) Here's a start: London St. Pancras, last Sunday, one of the more beautiful days we've had this year.

Iceland. ICELAND.