Iceland 2025 — Day One

I missed experiencing the all-time record snowfall in Reykjavík for October by a couple of days, but there were still ‘traces’ of it here and there:

The bus ride in from the airport took two hours, usually it is only 45 minutes:

But there was beauty in the snow:

I stopped in to the Norræna húsið and enjoyed a tiny espresso and carrot cake in the bistro while basking in the view of the white city through the picture windows:

The pool was glorious (sunny and 25° F., no wind) and afterward stopped in at Garg, a minimalist bookstore—a story for another day. I had Plokkfiskur and rye bread at 101 Reykjavík Street Food::

As good as my own, just different. After wrestling with a balky electronic keypad for my apartment door (touchpads and cold weather don’t mix) and picking up groceries at Kronan, I thought I’d call it a day. I wanted to go out, but I haven't had any solid sleep in three days. I’m nodding out as I write this so I’d better st