Getting There

In Boston for a couple of days before our leap further north, we saw several historical sites, but one was particularly intriguing –

Victory gardens were established in the US shortly after it entered World War II as a way for private citizens to grow their own food, freeing up larger agricultural efforts to support the military. At their height, victory gardens supplied more than 40% of the fresh fruit and vegetables consumed in the US! Boston’s Fenway Victory Gardens is the only such garden that has remained in continuous operation at its location since its inception over 80 years ago. It is a lovely oasis of more than 500 small tenderly-cultivated plots in the heart of the city (now featuring flowers and ponds as often as comestibles…)

A local eatery reminded us of the theme of our ultimate destination.

And off we went, with an intriguing view of Greenland along the way.

The Icelandic language is closer to Old Norse than modern Norwegian is…. With some very difficult sounds for American English-speakers – including me, obviously. The name of the Land of Fire and Ice is….

We flew into the capitol city, site of the famous 1972 Cold War competition between American chess player Bobby Fischer and Russian Boris Spassky…. pronounced, more or less…..

The name of the international airport is roughly –

I intend to continue mangling the language as we go along, in a feeble effort to learn something new and exercise my remaining viable brain cells. Although it is almost totally unnecessary, as everybody here speaks near-flawless English.

Our primary residence for the next 25 days…..

Our first incident….. on Day 2! Stuck in the mud after a torrential rain!

Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers with a winch! A very nice couple from Switzerland pulled us out of the muck.

And one of Henry’s favorite activities in a new country – visiting the local thrift store!

Preliminary activities taken care of, the next posting will include some fabulous photos of this beautiful country……