Avery Isafjoerdur Whore ❤️❤️

About Akureyri

Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

Ísafjördur shore excursions

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I head home, tired but happy. Tomorrow’s another day with my sheep. Can’t wait to see what happens next. Life’s a trip, and I’m just along for the ride.

Figure 2. South-east flank of the Eyrarfjall mountain above the town of...