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Me and My Pony

Me and My Pony

I have now ridden an Icelandic horse through lava-riddled Icelandic tundra. I would like to tell you that my pony and I bonded — that from the moment we saw each other, my pony recognized me for the quality person that I am, that he nuzzled me...

Concert at the Harpa

Concert at the Harpa

After breakfast at Prikid (where my “American pancakes” came with a half-pound side of bacon), we walked through town to the waterfront. There, we chanced upon several hundred high school kids streaming toward a building that looked a...