Arrival

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The sun sinks through the clouds on the horizon, bringing pink dusk to the small iceburgs dotting the ocean below. Minutes later we land on a strip in the scrubby green landscape. "Welcome to Iceland. The time is 20 to 12." Pause. "Midnight." The passengers smile at each other.
The dusk lights the fields and ocean glimpses on the 40 minute bus ride to Reykjavik.

My Icelandic friend from a Venezuelan adventure, Gudrun Helga (we call her Helga because we are so horrible at pronouncing her whole name) picks us up at the bus depot for another 90 minute ride north to her home, arriving at 4am at Bifrost University.

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