Many years ago, as I rambled alone on a July evening through the empty streets of Reykjavik, a single pedestrian, a drunk staggering helplessly on inebriated limbs, crossed my path. We smiled at one another. Gazing upon the coldly brilliant sun setting behind a crest of nearby mountains, I resumed my stroll and asked myself, “Where the heck is everyone?” This is Reykjavik, the … [Read more...]