A fund pharaohanna

Eins og Alexander, Sesar og Napoleon held eg til Egyptalands a eftir, though ekki med neinn landher, bara Kolla kaftein og Golla, sem er ollum hnutum kunnugur og heimamadur, en Egyptaland er nu i mikilli upplausn og breytingaskeidi, eins og flestum er ljost.  Tilgangur fararinnar er ad gera heimildarmynd um thessar breytingar, edli byltingarinnar i N-Afriku og afleidingar; mun hun leida til nyrra hardstjora, alvoru lydrœdisstjornar, truarlegs rikis eda alheimsbyltingar kugadra oreiga gegn hardstjorum sinum? Einnig munum vid skoda samfelagsbyggingu Egyptalands i ljosi sogunnar og spennuna gagnvart nagrannalondum og vestraenum ahrifum.
En thad var ekkert grin ad komast af heimaeyjunni hingad til London, eg framvisadi ogildum gomlum passa i Keflavik, missti af fluginu, tho pabbi kaemi brunandi med retta passann, sem reyndist sidan vera enn eldri passi med mynd af mer sidan 1993.  Tha thurfti eg ad panta flytipassa i Kopavogi og saekja nidur a hagstofu og na svo eftirmiddagsflugi a nyjum mida fra Icelandair.  Ef pabbi hefdi ekki hjalpad mer og skriffinnskan verid svona fljotleg a Islandi vaeri eg enn thar ad bita i hid sura epli.
I can't stand the sight of misspelled Icelandic so I switch to English for a bit.  Here I am at my brother's flat in Gipsy Hill, London, the birds are singing in his garden and the foxes are snooping around.  He picked me up at Gipsy Hill station on his motorbike, but my luggage was a bit too much, though I had left the duty free bag with the brennivin and a carton of ciggies at Heathrow.  Luckily I had stashed an extra carton of Camel non-filters in my camera bag.  We had a few sips with his wife Caroline, and their friends last night before I drowsed away after the rough day.  It's nice to spend a day amongst the polite crowds of England before entering the screaming madness that is Cairo.  I haven't seen anything like it, I gather, I have been on the edge of the Arab and Muslim world, in Morocco, Mauritania, Niger, N-Nigeria and Turkey, but now I enter the eye of the storm.  I better hurry back to Heathrow before I get myself into trouble again.