Marcia and I greeted 2017 in Reykjavik, watching the Icelanders absolutely lose their collective minds in an orgy of pyrotechnics and bonfires. Never mind some city sponsored “shows” staged by a fireworks company — in Iceland, it’s every man, woman and child for him/herself, with all the explosives you can afford and carry. My ears are still ringing and I still smell like gunpowder as I enjoy the first coffee of 2017. Now that is a celebration. More words and pics to follow when we get home, and I am posting these from my phone so I can’t really attest to their quality, but here’s a tiny taste of what it looked and felt like.
J. ERIC SMITH 
Happy New Year! Safe travels.
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Thanks, Anne! We made it home to Chicago, so a successful adventure!
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Happy New Year to you and Marcia
.9:01 New Year’s Day Australia. Still 30c in my office tonight. Has been hellishly hot here and dry as a bone. Garden is all brown and crispy but I see we might get some rain this week and a cool change on the way too. Cheers 🙂
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Happy happy to you and yours too, Mellie! Hope some cooling rains green things up a bit for you in the New Year!
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