The home

I didn’t stay very long on Iceland, only for a half year (the first half of ‘89), and neither did I get away to see anything of this beautiful country. The only two places I saw were Sandgerði, where me and my friend lived and worked, and Reykjavik, where we spent our bi-weekly salary. We lived together with some 15 co-workers in a house beside the main road to Reykjavik, just across the road from work. It seemed convenient, but turned out to be very medieval, mainly because Iceland was in deep recession at the time. Long working days and no life besides work was expected from us. But, we had fun too. What else could we do? We had to.

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