Landing in Iceland again
July 12, 2021 Filed under Curious
Long descent into clouds.
Woman ahead of me talked about how she’d been in Portland for six months teaching a woman Icelandic “she wanted to find an Icelandic husband” she said, with just a hint of exasperation in her voice, as though she thought the woman was silly, or perhaps Icelandic men were silly, or both.
Ride from a taxi driver. Didn’t want to wait. Cost about 40 dollars.
Delighted to see that I remembered the landmarks and the route. There’s the jet on a stick, there’s the guy playing guitar.
Somehow id expected the place to feel as foreign this time as it did the first time.
Prince pollo bars in the lobby. Where do I get money? Where did I get it last time?
Long time before check in. Desk clerk let me store my luggage, then gave me a breakfast ticket for the upstairs buffet with a wink.
This time I was ready for the milk carton that actually contained yogurt. I poured soy milk on top to loosen it up.
Dude in fatigues in the lobby of the hotel. I keep forgetting this is near a base.