....despite (and in part because of) one of the worst storms in recent Icelandic history, the last minute discovery of a 4-month-expired-passport, massive flight over booking, and Icelandair forgetting to re-book me out of Minneapolis...I made it home in time for Grandma's memorial.
Which was bittersweet and lovely.
More to follow...when the jet lag wears off.
Later dearest blogadytes...
2 comments:
You should call me while you're in the area!
Must call off search party then.
Glad you made it home in one piece.
Love you darling!
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