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| Flying into the Westfjords |
Back in Ísafjörður
for two weeks. The domestic flight went well – it’s always a matter of luck
flying in the winter. I’ll never get tired of the view from the plane, though.
Yesterday was Sunday and the weather was fine, so I hiked up to the ski
hut with a friend. We hiked over endless snow fields that are beginning to
thaw. The sun and patches of blue sky try to peek out every once in a while.
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| Perfect sledding hill |
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| Cats guarding Aldan on Maskadagurinn |
Today is
Maskadagurinn, a beautiful tradition in Ísafjörður. It’s similar to Halloween,
the kids dress up in costumes and go door to door – but instead of saying
trick-or-treat, they sing.
I had about 25 kids at my door up until 10pm. The
little ones sang traditional songs while the older ones often chose a pop
number. The neighbors have decorated the windows with cats and witches and our
house looks really scary!