A missed connection in Reykjavik.
No more flights to Paris for the weekend as against all odds Iceland is advancing at the world cup.
Honestly, I’m thrilled. I have nothing timely to do in France.
I look up what is happening that night and Thee Oh Sees and Angel Olsen are playing a local club few hours later. Talk about odds. I am winning the indie rock world cup this weekend.
I find the only camera shop in town and get the only black and white film they carried which was Ilford XP-2. I get some food and walk around town. I am so jet-lagged, it all feels like a distant dream.
As I exit the venue to walk back to my hotel the sun is still up. I learn that the sun doesn’t go down at this time of year.
Like often when discovering a new town, I feel like I could stay here forever.
I extend my trip for a few more days. I fell in love with Iceland.
