Coffee was done. He said he wanted to show me Iceland's real winter.
But first, he needed to stop home and change. So I followed a man I'd known for less than three hours into his basement apartment.
This episode: what was running through my head when the door closed? What did his bookshelf tell me about him? And why did the first Icelandic word I ever learned make me burst out laughing?
Sometimes travel makes you brave. Sometimes it makes you a little foolish. That day, I was probably both.
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