The BSÌ bus station and the “Fljótt og gott” restaurant inside (Photos: Aug. 2008)
It’s 30°C (86°F) in Berlin as Henning and I take the subway to the airport. We’re quite early, but not the first to check in. It’s a late flight so I try to sleep a bit. It’s around midnight by the time the Flybus drops us off at the BSÍ bus station in Reykjavík, and it’s 13°C (55°F) and cloudy. After getting some cash from the ATM, we head to the N1 gas station to buy gas for our stoves. The supply is well-stocked this time (a few weeks later in August, I will notice that the same gas station is entirely sold out of Primus gas). Then we head to the park across the street to try and nap on the park benches. There’s no point in getting a room or going to the campsite for just a few hours since our bus leaves early tomorrow. We doze in the park until it gets too cold and uncomfortable, and return to BSÍ to sleep on the chairs there, and notice that other people have the same idea. At 4:00 am, my Icelandic friend Björg arrives at the bus station too, on her way to the airport for a weekend trip to Norway. Nice to see her, even if it’s just for a few minutes and I’m so sleepy that I can hardly talk.