Waltzing toward the airport departure gate watching advertisements posted on the wall creates the impression of a portrait gallery.
After Security
Airport 6AM: I just cleared the morning brine from around my eyes, so anyone noticing me in the past hour probably thinks I have been crying. But who leaves such a beautiful place like Iceland? I am not surprised the whole airport is not in tears.
Parting shots of Reykjavik
Paparazzi Ethnography 
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