I retired rather late on Saturday after hitting the bottle pretty hard in the lab with the other archaeologists.  Today, Zen and I woke up in time for breakfast at nine feeling pretty fragile after four hours sleep.  In the afternoon, we went to the swimming pool in the center of town where we sat around chatting in the sauna and the Jacuzzi.  In five days time we will leave Holar for Reykjavik; the sprawling, seething metropolis in the south west that is home to over 125,000 souls.  It will be sad to say goodbye to Holar, to Kolkous and to the archaeologists who work here.  I hope that this will not be my last week in the north and that one day I will come back.