Saturday, 6/15- Trapped in a Closet, Chapter 1

Monday is Iceland's national day, so we decide to go to Reykjavik for the long weekend and experience some nightlife. Christian has been talking up his "giant walk-in closet", and thus far, the plan is for all of us to sleep in this closet. Why? Because he doesn't have curtains, and the sun never sets. :-P

So we grab our comforters and blankets from Fosstun, and head for the bus. Benedikt has said that he'd try to get mattresses from his in-laws, but we aren't sure if he's been successful, so we want to make sure we have something to sleep on. We arrive at Christian's apartment, and find out we will indeed have mattresses. Yay!

We spread them out on the floor, upping the beds-to-other-surfaces ratio by a lot, and watch The Longest Yard. If you haven't watched this movie, I highly recommend it. Adam Sandler assembles a prison football team.

But anyway, during the movie, I begin to feel awful for no apparent reason. I move my mattress into the dark closet and attempt to go to sleep. The situation worsens in an unpleasant fashion, but the others are very sweet and bring me various drinks and foods and generally just take care of me. I proceed to spend the rest of the day and night in the closet and watch The Holiday.

 The others go out, as was the initial plan, and every one of them is wearing something of mine, aside from Christian (which is probably a good thing). Laura- dress and tights, Camille- dress and tights, Loudi- shoes.  At least my clothes get to go out!

I wake up to their return to the room around 5:30am. Reykjavik nightlife: check!