One reason we had to come back to Reykjavík was to fix up the apartment and find new tenants, ours moved back to Poland like so many others.
Somethings never change, but it is amazing how fast you forget.
I did actually forget what a horrible neighborhood I lived in.
The first thing I see when we get to the place is the fresh graffiti on the garbage cans.
Here is Davíð pretending to do it himself.