I found out the hard way yesterday that if a game of Scrabble ends with a tie, the winner is the person who had the highest score before the points for the unused tiles are added/deducted.
Jo and I have finally received boxes we meant to ship to ourselves from the US (thanks Mike! :)) and we had our scrabble board in there. We can get quite competitive and pouty when playing, which is kind of amusing. Yesterday's game was one where I fell behind quite a bit from the very beginning (and at that point had a goal of not losing by more than a hundred points). However things kept getting better till we got to the very end, and the only play I could make resulted in a tie, and I was on the losing side of that tie breaking rule.
It was epic. The catastrophic beginnings. The constant struggle, and validation that it brought. The taste of victory, so close... And then, at the photo finish, brought forth by the smallest of margins... A tragedy compounded by the hope that had preceded it. You could easily make a movie about it.
Otherwise, before the game, we tried Tommy's hambugers (Hamborgarabúlla Tómasar), apparently a Reykjavík institution, and a 10 minute walk from our apartment. The burgers were quite tasty, if a bit undercooked.