...Let's say: "Typical"

2 Chinese noodle soups and 3 celebrity gossip magazines later, I'm still waiting for my friend in the Icelandic cold weather. No bus, No Laurent, no Chinese soups anymore, I start thinking of what I could do on my own if he wouldn't come.

Getting on a boat to Greenland and becoming a whale fisherman? Bad idea...

Staying on the campsite and make me believe that I'm a real adventurer when I'll cook my dehydrated food in my amazing pot made of Titan? I guess I saw enough adventurers on this campsite already.

I finally carry on hoping that Laurent will soon arrive until the moment I hear the noise of a bus coming followed by the sweet sound of the wee roulette of Laurent's new luggage carrier! Here he is! with 42 kg of stuff in the bag!

Laurent hasn't forgotten anything in his 25kg of food. He even brought some French Salami, cheeses and bread! I quickly go back to the tent to get a bottle of red wine and start the aperitif...We'll finally go to bed at 5.30 am thinking of getting up very early to get information regarding the bus to Þórsmörk