On the way to practice...

Tonight I was walking to our 9pm practice. It's about a 35 minute walk, but I don't mind--it's through downtown, and the walk is a scenic one. It was raining pretty hard though, so I was contemplating jumping on a bus--they are free all the time. What a concept. Unfortunately, I'd missed the last one on route #1 by five minutes. So, I decided to stop for a sandwich and mull things over. Shortly thereafter, and in typical Icelandic fashion, I was flagged down by a guy who knows me from the club, Elvar. He is an 'old boy', who plays just for fun. Anyhow, he was out in the rain, taking pictures with a pretty sophistimacated camera. Told me he likes to shoot in the rain, and asked to take 'my portrait'. So, in exchange for a ride to the rink, I allowed him this courtesy.

It was no sweat, really. Haha.

Everybody wins!