Upon landing in Reykjavik Monday morning, this distinguished older gentleman and I headed for the hotel breakfast buffet to nourish before an inevitable nap. All the usual fare was available; eggs, beans, bacon, bangers, taters, lox, toast, danish, queso... Didn't exactly put either of our stomachs in the right place, but what is one to expect from a hotel breakfast really?
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