On the way home we stopped by at a Christmas party. They had really nice rubber ducks in the bathroom. I got to stay awake until over 10 o'clock. One of the bands playing Christmas carols downtown also dropped by and of course you have to sing along.

On December 23th Icelanders go downtown to get rid of the fish smell and buy the last Christmas presents. The shops are open until midnight. Many people like Dad buy all their Christmas presents this evening. I got to see the moving toy penguins. We didn't see any live penguins in the streets this year.

Here I am back at the airport in Iceland at midnight. The trip went really well. Mom didn't cry at all. I convinced the boss flight attendant that Mom was a really annoying Mom that couldn't stay still for a second so I got a seat for Mom though the flight was crowded and there where maybe 15 babies bringing their Mom's home for Christmas. I didn't sleep at all though I was so busy looking after her.
Today we celebrate Rotten Fish Day. Yesterday they had Ammonium fish at Dad's job. When he came home he had to change his clothes he smelled so bad from just beeing in the same room as the fish dish.

Today I learned how to pull the legs of my pyjamas up to my chest. For the rest of you that wonders what the cute thing about running around like a senior citizen or as if you were wearing a gymnastics outfit for girls that's what you do in Iceland when you have to cross deep rivers by foot. You can cross rivers just for the fun of it or to save tourists that think it's a pice of cake but forget they are supposed to look straight ahead and look down just to get paralyzed and stuck in the middle of the river. So the pyjama trick is very useful. I also learned how to spin in circles ending up walking around like a drunk.

I arrived in Sweden late last night. Everything went really well. I didn't run out of trolleys or bins to play with.

I thought this was a real safety gate. I just saw it's a fake. Funny story by the way. I was just going to call Mom's cousin to say thanks! Never mind.

Hundreds of litterbins. They taste allright and they all have pictures of me.

Spacious. The christmas tree decorations also tasted OK.

Lots of free rides.

Saga Class (business class) check in. That must be me.

Free money. Do you think 10 sek will be enough for the trip?

Speaking about shoes. Yesterday the first Icelandic Yule Lad (tomtenisse) came to town. Then you have to put your shoe in the window before you go to sleep. If you're lucky he gives you a small present but if you've been bad you might end up with a potatoe in your shoe next morning. There is one jólasveinn coming every night until Christmas. They are all 13 (!) sons of Gryla who tried to eat me last weekend.