I see small Skogafoss waterfall as I leave town. The rain has let up for the moment, so I pull off the road and take a small walk up to it. The rocks are extremely slippery from the night’s rain, but seeing this beauty helps my mood brighten.

It at least puts my mind at ease, as I watch the sky slowly turn dark. It’s almost 11 p.m.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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