Once again, laufabrauð are the delicious Icelandic flat breads made around Christmas time. After stuffing my backpack with souvenirs and junk, I then stuffed this big tub of the stuff on the top, and just barely managed to zip it up over the tub.
Turns out the guy had an American girlfriend, and was just in Iceland visiting family. Ah, well. =P
These last few strips are a bit quieter in mood, as there are only FIVE LEFT [!!!], so we’re in heavy denouement mode. : )