That night, in Reyjavik, we witnessed the most amazing display of the Northern Lights thus far of the trip. The next morning, after a long slow goodbye at the local campground, I ended up missing my flight. Feeling inspired by the recent events that took place, I hitchhike back to Reykjavik, where I met up with Quentin, Mickael and Masato again. I decided to take advantage of the extra day with some incredible, new friends, rather than sleep in an airport. ¶ The following is a combination of photos I took my first day in Reyjavik and the day before I headed home to Philly— for the second time.