I dreamed a lot of bullshit. At 11 o'clock I decided to stop
dreaming and stud up. We went to the city to look for a bike shop. Martin's
fork broke yesterday. At the bike shop Martin didn't want to spend so much
money, furthermore he had problems with his legs and so he bought a bus ticket
to go by bus around the island and back to Reykjavik.
The rest of the day we went to the town and to a garden with a lot of flowers.
Timo and a friend of us from swiss
icing sugar on the mountain
