Fabio invited me over for dinner on Friday night. Fairly typical mix, an icelander, a norwegian, a south african, an italian, and a halfcaste australian. Fabio and Gunnhildur had cooked up a lovely meal, and over dinner, and a some icelandic board games we laughed, gossiped, and discussed everything from the joy of italian sausage to the business aspects of sandwiches.

Didn't end up leaving until well after 5am, so I got some free entertainment on the way home, in the form of a bunch of drunk boys loitering near Bar 11, yelling and shuffling, and being told to get moving by the police. Fun for everyone.