Through breath smelling of alcohol, I’m shot with a cheerful ‘Why so serious?’ It’s early on a Friday morning, and I’m browsing at a newspaper stand, waiting for my flight to Reykjavik at Helsinki airport. I’m offended. I thought I was doing well enough, considering I only managed to get a meagre four hours’ sleep. … Continue reading Cold Wind and Warm Water, Gloomy Weather and Crumbling Earth