A Walk Through Iceland’s Capital, Guided Only by Music

A journey through the world’s northernmost capital city

It had to have been around 2:45 AM when my seat-mate switched on his reading light. Sprawled on his tray table was an array of travel guides, maps, and snack wrappers. A Lonely Planet book, entitled Iceland, found itself at the top of the pile, filled with dog ears and highlighter markings. The man in the seat, who seemed to be in his late twenties, studied the page as if he had just finished a final exam and was checking over the answers. At the…