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Reykjavik: A Layover
Somewhere in the suburbs of Reykjavik, my bus stops, the doors open, and I’m hit with a blast of arctic air; it is cold, very cold. Stepping out into the frozen void, seemingly abandoned in …
Somewhere in the suburbs of Reykjavik, my bus stops, the doors open, and I’m hit with a blast of arctic air; it is cold, very cold. Stepping out into the frozen void, seemingly abandoned in …
With summer in full swing, I thought it best to cool down with a brief slideshow of Iceland. Enjoy!