Today we got it right and my mum and me met 3 of the Icelandic Yuletide Lads. The others were for sure doing some nonsense elsewhere. Probably fishing for dried fish or trying to get their brother Stúfur into his annual bath.
There's always a lot of fun, song and happiness around these guys and so, after introducing themselves to my mum, they invited her to join in, sing and dance with them and the other people there.
We both enjoyed our visit and of course took some pics as a memory.
In the evening we were invited over to Hulda's place to have Skata (fermented stingray), which is traditionally eaten the day before Christmas. Actually tastes better than it smells.