So I don't think I'm going to go on the field excursion that originally led me to want to attend the University of Iceland in the first place. But oh well. Plans and intentions change. That doesn't mean that I can't romp around in the countryside on my own. If the Icelandic tourist board wanted to target me specifically, I think their slogan would have to be: Come to Iceland for the geography, but stay for the almost impossible linguistic analysis!
Today is more wet and windy than yesterday. No wonder there aren't more inhabitants of Reykjavik - no one in their right mind would want to live there! Just kidding. It's better than living in the desert. No offence to anyone living in the desert...anyway I was walking by Tjornnin, a pond right by the university that is always filled with ducks and seagulls and whatnot. I didn't have my camera with me, but I was cracking up at the seagulls' attempts at staying in the air with all the wind. It looked quite silly and was as if they were practicing synchronized air swimming or was part of some puppet show. Poor things...not! I hate seagulls and I was loving watching them suffer.
Prices aren't AS exorbitant as everyone set out to be. I mean, a block of cheese is ~$6, but it's like that in Canada. I first gaped at a hot dog price "special" of 360 kr, but who hasn't seen $3.25 for a hot dog at the stands in Toronto? And Canadian shops can be very expensive when you have factored in all the tax.