Ice shlan

I have never before seen in my life- and I am not a sheltered individual - as much suicidal, blind, bleery-eyed, stumlbing and mumbling and vomiting in the streets drinking as I saw last night - well - this morning - in Reyjavik. First, most places were closed for Good Friday, so they opened at midnight. These are night people, make no mistake. If vampires come from anywhere, it's here. Then, with the tax on alcohol - which judging by the amount consumed, should be 3 times higher - it's too expensive, so they drink at home first, get fairly well oiled, then go out. The streets become like a college town, but with older people, who don't have the atheletism of a 20 year old, so there you'd think you were in the middle of a 7.0 earthquake with the amount of stumbling going on. Everybody is mostly from someplace else, but that doesn't matter, as by 5 in the morning, they really don't remember where they're from.