Last week I found out about the Iceland Airwaves festival… my dream vacation. Package deal with air flight, hotel stay and wristband for all concerts. Oh yeah. I’m going to Iceland. Next year of course, because I found out about the festival the day it started. But next October. Iceland. Here I come. I can’t wait. Seriously, the best vacation I could ever think of. I’ve been dying to go there, its such a beautiful country. And I am obsessed with Icelandic music… both at once? I can’t even explain how many happy dances I’ve done. I’ve made quite a fool of myself.