Is anyone missing a pair of black socks? If so, they're down by the town lake waiting to be found.

You never know what you're going to discover in the wilderness of Reykjavik's city parks, do you?

(By the way, here's the unofficial lowdown on glugg, or mulled wine. Thanks for the prompt, McFatty)


Lynda said...

I think those socks crawled out of my dryer about 2 years ago...always wondered where they went!

blog Portland said...

Hey, an unsolicited plug; I'll take that!