Yes, that's the name of the volcano that blew in Iceland. No, I don't know how to pronounce it.
John is supposed to be in Europe this week. But a certain volcano erupted in Iceland bringing all airline travel to and from Europe to a total standstill.
His trip is postponed for a week.
This means that he has been able to help out with Zach's science project, attend an art show that Madison was taking part in, and attend the annual Fathers and Sons campout. That in and of itself is a miracle as he's ALWAYS out of town that weekend.
Now let's just hope that the volcano's bigger brother doesn't erupt in the next week or so, stranding John in Europe for who knows how long. Cause that would stink. And I would be insanely jealous.
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