Apparently there was an earthquake of magnitude 4.8 this morning just after 7.30 am. The epicentre was on Reykjanes, the peninsula that has Keflavík airport on the end, about 3 km from what the Icelanders bizarrely call Reykjanestá or “Reykjanes toe” [it looks more like a heel to me].
I was happily lulling about in dreamland and felt nothing, but the folks in Reykjanesbæ and Grindavík felt things tremble and shake. No injuries, though, as far as I know [thank God for properly built houses]. The Met office forecasts more quakes to come – smaller ones, most likely. Me, I’m getting the hell out of dodge just in case some long-extinct volcano starts to blow. Heading east today to spend the next five days. [Just kidding. About the volcano.]
[Photo nicked here.]