Part of my extended hiatus involved a incredibly cool/soul nourishing/heart chakra rooting trip to Iceland, a place my weird little Sagittarian heart has been wanting to go ever since I saw that one cool picture of that isolated house on a hill in what I now understand to be the Fjords.
However, the part of Iceland we visited (Reykjavik, pronounced Rake-Ya-Vik btw) was at least 100x more populated than what that photo suggests of all of Iceland to be (or maybe that was just my assumption). It was seriously such a cool city, like Nordic Brooklyn. Max and I went without any big plans, save for the Blue Lagoon, and spent most of our trip just walking around, exploring, crying when we turned random corners to see incredible mountain views, not eating smelly pickled shark, finally understanding Bjork etc.
Reykjavikian’s are probably the coolest people on earth, like that effortless cool that makes you trip over yourself in an effort to impress them, and since they’re super nice, they will appreciate your efforts and politely converse with you in better English than you, in your bewildered state, are able to produce.
I can’t quite pick a trip highlight, as every day at least 7 cool and unique experiences were had. We did eat an incredible, extravagant 12 course meal at Dill, one of the top rated restaurants in Reykavik/Iceland/the Nordic countries/my life. A real “treat yo’ self” meal that we decided would count as my birthday present once we were able to translate the bill. It was worth every bite of that sweet, sweet salted cod with parsley and onion cream puree *insert manicure emoji here*
We stayed at Loft Hostel, which had no loft and was only half hostel, the rest private rooms. Obviously since Max and I are an old retired couple from Boca, we chose the private rooms, which were perfectly comfortable/cozy and at a great price. The ho(s)tel itself was occupied by mostly people of our age (physical age, not retired from boca age) and we actually met and spoke with some of them in the hotels common area which doubled as a cute/cool Reykjavik bar/cafe. Like… I was actually compelled to chat up strangers and see where they were from. Iceland, man. We’re already planning our summer trip, I cannot wait to go back!
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