iceland

Our second layover was in the tundra.
Or...Reykjavik, Iceland.
Pretty much just as cold as the tundra is when I picture it.
When our plane landed we had ten hours until our next flight so we hopped onto a lil bus and headed out to the city.
When we stepped off the bus we just "eh" and started walking.
We found a couple of cool buildings and sculptures to stare at.
And people.
Icelandic people are just beautiful!
I was amazed.
And embarrassed to be wearing the same underwear three days in a row and having stinky breath in their presence.
But here's what you really came for: pictures.