Reykjavík, Iceland, Friday, February 22, 2019 (Friday evening)

[heroic_jawline]

We arrive back in Reykjavík and lovely Hotel Thingholt in time for dinner.

And you never have to get back in the minibuses again. We promise! Make sure to thank your guides, than either head up to your rooms, over to the spa, or out into town for nightlife ala Iceland. It's our last evening here, so don't have so much fun that you don't look up at sky for our last glimpse of the Northern Lights for a while.

Still spectacular, huh?

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Re: Pub Crawl starting at Kaffibarinn

[died8yearsago]

"Who sent that axe, Blackstone?" demanded Rosa, but she was grinning, because how could she have greeted her any other way now? She shook her head, then, narrowing her eyes. "Just you wait, though. Maybe tonight's the night we see just how much booze it takes to get a smith to spill her secrets."

Re: Pub Crawl starting at Kaffibarinn

[special_rabbit]

"There's not enough booze in this whole country," Amaya informed her, loftily lifting her chin, tossing her hair behind her shoulders. "These lips are sealed tighter than a dwarven king's vault."

Re: Pub Crawl starting at Kaffibarinn

[died8yearsago]

"Gross," said Rosa. "And that's a challenge if I've ever heard one. Drink up, Blackstone. Your next one," and several more after now, "is on me."