Húsavík

The alarm-clock rings at nine in the morning. It’s pitch dark. It snowed when we arrived yesterday evening and it kept on snowing all night long. Húsavík is covered in immaculate snow.…

Our flight to Húsavík is late. There’s a little snowstorm in Reykjavík, maybe that’s the reason for this delay. While we’re waiting, Giuditta and I have all the time to keep on…