A Hitchhiker’s Guide to Iceland
By Carrie Moeller
Sung to the tune of “Blowin’ in the Wind” by the illustrious Bob Dylan (sorry, Bob)
Iceland, August 2004

How many nights can we eat some sort of beans,
before we start to feel ill?
Yes, and why is it that the women’s restroom
is always up some gigantic hill?
Oh, and how many times can I dry out my tent,
before these puddles start to fill?

CHORUS: The water, my friend, is fillin’ up my tent.
The water is fillin’ up my tent.

How many hours can we spend on this bus,
and all just in a single day?
Oh, and how many rocks should I put in my tent
to keep it from blowing away?
And how many things have we dropped on the glacier,
and watched them slide quickly away?

CHORUS: The radio, my friend, is in the crevasse.
The radio is in the crevasse.

How many times did we sit on our bus,
gripping the armrests in fear?
Yes, and can you all see this large foggy outwash plain?
“You’ll have to take my word that it’s here!”
Oh and how many Kroner should one spend,
when pur-cha-sing a Viking beer?

CHORUS: Buy your beer, my friend, at the duty-free.
Buy your beer at the duty free!