Icelandic New Years Eve tradition involves buying shit loads of fireworks and having the majority fired up into the sky for about 30 minutes before and after the stroke of 12. I was lucky to spend my evening with my my good friend Maria and her family in their perfectly positioned penthouse apartment over looking the city. Absolutely incredible evening and one of the best firework displays I have ever seen. Perfect way to celebrate the turning of a new year and that reminds me
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE, HOPE ITS A GOOD ONE
