From a small province, I welcome the idea of meeting new people. However, I am even more welcome to the idea of getting out of the cold. This country is beautiful...but frigid. I have a feeling that the people are as warm as the north wind is cold. I can see the torch lights and hear the sounds of a roaring celebration. I think I hear Odin. I wandered here after seeing his inviting announcement. As I approach the door, it flings open as a patron falls against the door. He smiles as picks up his stein. I smile and enter. The smell of roasted meat and spicy ale! The sights! So many handsome burly men! Someone yells from the back..."You need a drink!" I reply, "Yes, I do!" I begin to look for a barkeep...