Dude, I'm in Iceland
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September 15th, 2007 – by: krysleigh
The second I stepped foot off the plane in Keflavik, the full weight of the situation hit me full force. It was cold, rainy and deserted outside (and in, for that matter), which, well, basically sums up Iceland. Who goes to Iceland anyway on vacation during the first week of Icelandic winter? Apparently, this clueless nomad. Actually, I didn’t know it would be winter already.
Don’t get me wrong, it IS beautiful here. Stunning, breathtaking, picturesque, awe-inspiring, all those words I generally only reserve for Lonely Planet trite usage do apply.
I took the bus straight to my hostel, the Salvation Army, which is apparently the cheapest (at $40 a night, plus $10 a night for a quilt, I hardly find that cheap) and most convenient place in town. Three nights there, then I’m off to CouchSurf the rest of the time. It was miserable when I arrived, and I was worn out, so I checked into my room, which is a four-bed dorm accommodation (oh, and a big sign on the wall saying “ALCOHOL IS PROHIBTED” caught my eye as I unpacked my vodka – oops, guess that’s why it’s a Christian hostel!), but as it’s no longer high season I have the whole place to myself, and passed out until about 3pm.
James and Hanna had two CouchSurfers staying over, Eva and Eva from Slovakia, and we (and when I say we, I mean they) cooked a big dinner and sat around drinking and talking until midnight, when I went out for my first runtur. A runtur is basically a massive pub crawl that all Icelanders partake in every Friday and Saturday night. It starts with dinner and drinks at a friend’s house, because it is imperative that you get as inebriated as you like before going out seeing as a drink (beer even!) starts at $10 a pop! We waited for Hanna’s friend Sydney then went to a series of pubs and clubs – that’s where the evening’s events begin to get a little hazy – until the jetlag and exhaustion set in, at which point I headed back to my hostel a little after 5am, which was conveniently around the corner, and passed out until well into the next afternoon - my first night in Iceland a sure success.
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