Europe or BUST I am going to Iceland for 21 days on a volunteer expedition in east Iceland, actually. I will be donating my time to do organic farming with my workcamp. After that I will be on my own to backpack around Europe. Feel free to send me messages !

The weird vivid dreams continue. There is definitely something about that barn, an entity resides there, something strange that I can feel it's presence but I see nothing out of the ordinary. In the dreams that I have been having lately my mom has been in a few of them and she rarely ever makes an appearance in my dreams. Why ? I do not know. The other dreams I've been having were erotic dreams and I rarely ever have them as well, mostly situations with people I would never consider in real life. What really irks me is that I have a hickey-like mark on my left lateral muscle, it clearly looks like a hickey. I noticed it in the mirror before I went to bed and in my dreams last night I had them all over my back. What the hell is up with this place? No where else have I ever experienced dreams like this. It's gray, cold and unpleasant this morning. More potatoes to harvest. We finished our work at 5PM, now we can enjoy the weekend ! My iPod is a savior and for that I was able to enjoy my work more so today, it really helped the time pass quickly. The Hammers of Misfortune 'Fields' album is a fantastic choice for working in the crops and went perfectly well for the kind of work I was doing. I'm so hungry, waiting for dinner to be made. 6 more days to go ! i kind of feel bad for counting down the days. Flippa prepared a delicious dinner of crepes with AMAZING chocolate sauce, hot apple filling and some sort of curry vegetable dish. Most of everyone have went out to try their hand at fishing, I stayed inside to write my blog and to enjoy my time alone in my shared room. Tomorrow is Saturday, our day off and we can do whatever the hell we want. I plan to hang out at the old church about 100 feet away and fiddle around with the organ inside there. I'd like to just make it a music day, perhaps I'll take a nice walk down to the water and record something nice. Eymundur brought back some Viking brand beer for me to enjoy so I may do that in a few minutes and continue to read more of The Prose Edda.