miðvikudagur, júní 07, 2006


An Icelander I knew (not very well and many years ago) once remarked to me that he could not get used to being in places that got so warm at certain times of year that a person would perspire despite not exerting himself in any way. He disliked this intensely. I must say I do as well. I would even propose that there is something inherently wrong with places where one is always putting on some sort of overgarment when coming indoors and taking it off again going outside. It goes against my every instinct.

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