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About Gardabaer

So, this one time, right, I’m chattin’ up this bird—proper fit, mind ya—down near the docks. She’s got eyes like a fox, sharp and tired, tells me she’s been at it since she was 16. Sixteen! Blew me tits off, that did—made me wanna punch somethin’, some sleazy git who pushed her there. Little known fact, yeah? Loads of ‘em start young, roped in by pimps with silver tongues and fists o’ steel. Bastards. She laughed tho, bitter like, says, “I’m my own boss now, luv.” Balls of brass, that one! We shall fight on, I told her in me head, we shall rise like bloody lions!

#visitreykjavik

Silja Gunnarsdóttir guide & storyteller has put together a fun hiking trail around Hafnarfjörður in the paths of Hidden People. Click here for the service map of the town where you can access .

First off, I woke up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored it. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever was on the floor—definitely not my best look. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me!

Captured footage of a whale circling around his kayak