Hello friends! Við förum til Íslands!
I’m currently sitting in Heathrow airport with a Peroni with two hours to spare (because I can’t live life in any other way) until I get on the plane to Reykjavik, a place I don’t think I’ll ever be able to spell.
I think this mildly crazed photo sums up how I’m feeling.
I’m so excited. I’ve never been to Iceland before, and it’s one of those stuff-of-fantasy-novels (or at least, very His Dark Materials; speaking of which, Philip Pullman just wrote a new one — crazy times) places.
Can you tell I write as I speak?
Here’s my plan:
I plan to write a post each day from the Polyglot Conference, because even though I will make a video, I think it would be good to keep a little diary that I can link as an accompaniment, as I’m not sure how much time I’ll have to make coherent content.
I decided to bring with me my Swedish and Russian Tutor books, because despite intending to stop Swedish, I just can’t leave it behind.
Okay, I think it’s time for me to nervously pace the airport now.
I post a lot more on Twitter and Instagram, if you want to know how it’s going in the moment.