Winter Vacation 2

We made it!
The Blue Lagoon mentioned in the last post was one of the most relaxing places I've ever been. the steaming, light-blue water radiated comfort and stuff like that. It was really nice, so I'm at a loss to articulate a thoughtful description at the moment. They shoulda sent a poet.

Anyway, afterwards we headed down to a climate quite the opposite of Iceland's: for the last four days, we've been in Florida with Grandma Blanche. Swimming in the ocean every morning, playing tennis every afternoon, and having food shoved down our throats in between by my grandma. This is how it always is. She's very throughtful and considerate, but it seems that her memories from the Great Depression drive her to constantly offer us food and drink and be dissapointed when we decline. She stuffs her refrigerator before we come, and then frets when we don't eat it quickly enough.
I'm having a great time though.

I'm looking forward to Blogger's new privacy feature which will allow me to post pictures and only let certain people see them. Then I'll be able to post some pictures.

I have to go eat breakfast. Grandma's calling.

Winter vacation 1

This was written in Iceland, where there is a lot of (guess what) snow and geothermal heating. Apparently it used to be all covered with trees, but the Vikings came over here, lived for quite a while, weren't too environmentally conscious and ended up chopping down most of their trees. T'was a beautiful approach by pane, with all the glaciers and other formations that our trip geographer filled us in on. Last night we took a tour of the city which included a walk over a lake that wasn't completely frozen, because part of it was warmed geothermically and had ducks on it. A curious situation, but we all survived. Sunrise is at 11:19 AM this morning, and today we're heading over to the Blue Lagoon, which is a man-made pondish thing heated by Centigrade-200+ degree lava. Wish me luck.