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| Wall decoration in host's apartment |
So I'll start off on the morning in France. My flight was scheduled to leave at 8am, so I caught the 6am bus to the metro and barely made it to the airport in time for the flight. The passengers were boarding when I arrived.
The flight was only 2 hours so I took a cat nap and when I woke up, I was in Reykjavik. It was sunny and the temperature was around 50 or 60 F. I was at the Keflavík airport and had to catch a shuttle (flybus) to the city. This experience was better than the one at the Frankfurt-Hahn Airport. There was no running or crying involved this time. I just loaded my luggage in the van, took and seat, and played on my iphone for the ride. We arrived 40 minutes later at the bus station. I checked in one of my bags in the storage room and called my host.
My host was kind of enough to take a break from his duties, sweat from a bike ride and meet me at his place. While I waited for him outside his apartment, I must have had this awkwardness about me that caused one gentlemen to suspect that I was completely lost. That, or he noticed that I was foreigner with a bright pink suitcase just randomly hanging out on the sidewalk.
My host showed up within 10 minutes and completely boggled me with the pronunciation of his name. This was something that I would work on during the upcoming days. After explaining the details of the apartment, mapping out the downtown area, and wrongly attributing Canadian nationality to me, he went back to his affairs and I settled in and planned my afternoon. I was too eager to explore so I didn't take a much needed nap. I walked all day until it was near the time that my host returned (to be continued... hopefully tomorrow) : )
