Miss Swan Goes to Iceland: Part II

When you visit a place as magical as Iceland, you can't help but build up some expectations in your imagination. Did Iceland exceed everything I dreamed it to be? You be the judge.

Who I thought I’d meet:

 

Elves, elves, and more elves

Who I actually met:

Dear Raol, the crepe man who likes to party.

 

Jensen wouldn't stop talking about his new friend Rafi, who gave him a panini one night when he went out alone. We all thought Jensen was off his rocker, until one day who should show up in the city square but Rafi, the panini saint! Jensen was never happier.

 

What I thought I’d eat:

 

 

What I actually ate:



Ok, so we didn't really eat sheep's head soup. But we did eat fermented shark, whale, and reindeer

 

What I thought Eyjafjallajokull would look like:

What Eyjafjallajökull actually looked like:

 

 

What I thought we’d do for fun:

 

Chess, anyone? Apparently Bobby Fischer is the first honorary Icelandic citizen and lived here until his death in 2008.

 

What we actually did for fun:

 

"Don't you think that black-tie party downstairs could really use some jungle animals?"



Initially, people were taken aback by the monkey, zebra, cheetah, and fox who crashed their party...

But pretty soon, they embraced their animal spirit and joined us.



...they even let us up on the stage!

Party animals all tuckered out. Dancing in flanel is steamy.

What I thought we'd wear:

 
What we actually wore:

Rufio! Rufio! Ru - Fi - OHHHHHHHH!

 

The dogs I thought I’d meet:

 

 

 The dog I actually met:

Basically the same thing.

 

What I thought I’d see in the sky:

 

 

 What we actually saw in the sky:

And what we thought about that:  

 

I don't know about you, but sans the northern lights downer, I'd say the magic of Iceland was beyond my wildest dreams, elves or no elves!