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Another new guy writing for Iceland Review? Yes, that would be me. After years of reading these columns, I finally get to write one!<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

Icelanders think the British are mad at the best of times, and my leaving the comforts of a university journalism course to come here, in the middle of winter for three weeks seems to just about prove them right…or so you’d think.

However, Reykjavík is a nice place – even in the dark and rain. It’s nice, yes, but not necessarily user friendly. I got badly lost yesterday with my shopping, trying to navigate the inexplicable bus network (well, the buses are okay…it’s the City Bus Map that’s really confusing) which resulted in a trek across town in the sleet.

Shopping in an Icelandic supermarket was interesting for several reasons, a few of which are as follows:

A) The loaves of bread are huge beyond belief (I thought about giving mine its own seat on the bus).

B) If you want fruit and vegetables, you have to go into a separate room; like the adult section at the library.

C) If you want meat, you’re in luck!

D) The colour scheme makes the place feel like a food based theme park, only less tasteful.

E) The aisles and checkouts were designed specifically to make people with trolleys get angry at each other – possibly for one of those hilarious TV programmes where members of the public are made to look like fools.

It may be a sad thing to say, but I actually quite like supermarkets, and when they’re foreign ones, it’s even more exciting.

Anyway, to cut the story short, I managed to get here on time, and after a whole two days, I still haven’t had to mortgage my cobweb covered wallet…so it’s a pretty good start all in all. AE. [email protected]

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