Feb 23rd. When doing the aftenoon shift, usually I get out at 10.30, but for the past few days it's been 10 or slightly before which is, of course, welcome. The post allowed me to attend Icelandic courses even during work, beginning at 6pm. However, I decided not to: though technically covered, I found that upon returning at 7.40, not much had been accomplished. So much for that; best to stay with my private tutoring from a good friend. Next week I'll look into Mimir which specializes in Icelandic for foreigners, though I heard mixed reports.

A few entries ago I said I was headed to a geologically active area but later decided against it, too windy. If this fine weather holds through tomorrow, it's a "go."

At work I had the chance to talk briefly with a few people about religion but quickly got into the sacrament of confirmation, a huge deal here among Lutherans, and not that far off. Already people are planning. This is a rite-of-passage which has ballooned out of proportion. The meaning is lost, and the confirmants view it as a competition, of who will receive the most and best gifts. Top of the list is to have a party at the famous old Hotel Borg, booked well in advance.