Mom: "Someone is falling down on their blogging. What are you up to for the weekend?"

Just got back from the extended field trip...  and packing the car to got to the Vestmannaeyjar (Westman Islands)...  to see the island tomorrow...  and then to drive on to Jokullsalon (Glacier Bay) tomorrow.  We'll return on Sunday.

Last night was "busy" since my computer was being used by the entire group for YouTube video sharing- everyone telling which video it was they saw that convinced them to come.  And I was being egged on all day to provide a ukulele concert for the group.  So I performed in the lobby of the hostel to more than just our group.  As I was playing a little and talking to a couple people in the group, a random guy (Jon) from inside the restaurant ran in and sat next to me on the couch, awfully close.  He seemed very excited, and listened intently as I picked a few things.  He motioned if he could see it a moment, so I passed it over.  He started strumming a little bit.    He asked, "Do you know 'One Evening?"  I told him I didn't think so, but to sing a little to make sure.  Yes, I knew it.

So there we were, in a hostel full of travelers, in the lobby, a stranger strumming my ukulele, singing a duet of "Big Rock Candy Mountain" from memory as well as I could muster.  My instructor was laughing heartily.

Jon passed the ukulele back and thanked me for the song and letting him play - he said his wife hated the ukulele and wouldn't let him play anymore.  I sang with a renegade ukulele player.