THIS POST IS DELAYED. IT'S TOO GOOD TO NOT TELL, BUT I WASNT READY TO TELL IT...
Proud of our successful trip to the grocery, Bob and I started dinner our first night in Iceland in the common kitchen at our hostel. I sliced the tomatoes and onions, and Bob popped the one of the buns in the toaster. I was washing the lettuce about the time I smelled the bun...BURNING!
I opened the windows in the kitchen, and the building fire alarm started blaring. Think, industrial, commercial, really loud fire alarm.
Since we are the only guests, I had to call the manager in. Bob stayed upstairs watching the meat, and I waited for the manager Szymon. As he pulled up, I figured out how to disable the siren. Szymon called the security department to tell them it was a false alarm.


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