Missing the wind slapping me around...

Yeah...

I'm wondering how's Hresso (the cafe I used to sit and write my posts from) now?

Or what new movies do Siggi have in 2001 (my usual movies store in Reykjavik)?

How's the mosque doing during this Ramadhan in Iceland?

How's Rarik (the company I was working for) doing after they moved their office?

And do they still have that beautiful machine of free hot chocolate? (I always take at least one when I was about to leave the office...so I will have something warm to put my hands on when I'm out in the crazy weather)

Does the red Thai restaurant still have that thick and soft toilet paper? (I know, you can call me a freak! Hahaha)

But one thing I know for sure: The wind doesn't know seasons in Iceland, it will still slapping me around anytime :)

Here are some pictures that I haven't uploaded yet when me and Tomas went to Snæfellsjökull, one of the glacier mountains in Iceland.

When Tomas drove the snowmobile like a maniac and almost had me thrown away too many times...
When the loudness of the machine made him thought that my screaming voice of pain was a "yiiihaaaa" kind of screaming...
When we eventually (of course) fell off the snowmobile...several times...
When we were stunned by the beautiful view when we finally got up to the mountain...
And of course, the non-stop sing-along and random conversations on the ride home...

pic 1: The scene I took from the car, on the way there.
pic 2: The innocent boy still smiling, didn't know what's coming
pic 3: Tomas smiling, most probably because he knew what's coming to me :))
pic 4-6: Smiling, for I finally survived up on the mountain
pic 7-8: Satisfied smiles of torturing me :))
pic 9: Trying to look cool (and failed horribly)
pic 10: A scene from the mountain
pic 11: A scene on the mountain























Great times...great times...

with smile,
ali