On the morning of the last day in Reykjavik, my mother and I decided to take a walk in the nearby area around the hotel, have lunch, and then head to the airport with the group. We walked to the city hall, and ran into two people from our group. Somehow during the walk, I lost track of my mother, as I was busy taking photos. She was busy in conversation with the other people. Behind the city hall, there is a small lake with ducks and swans. There were walking paths along each side of thehe lake. I couldn . . .

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