My Hunger For Crazy Led Me To Iceland
Reading time: 5 minutes There I was, on the plane to Reykjavik, the capital city of Iceland. An island of fire and ice with endless tales and myths waiting for me to discover. I went to Iceland for my internship, because a lecturer introduced Iceland as crazy, cold and…
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