Being the gracious hosts that they are, they obviously offered to take a photo of me looking like shit and wishing for a swift, painless death.

I like to think I managed to look a little defiant, but really I just look knackered. Those 9 months without travel have left me really rather unfit…

We’re going for an ‘easier walk’ today, apparently. I’m packing the amphetamines.

Seb, up a mountain, close-up

Notice how I still managed to take my glasses off before the photo was taken.

Klakkur, the mountain that almost killed me
The fog is clearing!


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