Winter Party
Spending a shoulder season in the remote Icelandic Westfjords town of Ísafjörður.
Witnessing its shift from end of winter to beginning of summer.
Meeting locals, immigrants and passersby.
Getting a lift from the star of a crime-show that I watched on Netflix years ago in my living room in Tel-Aviv.
Surrounded, embraced and trapped by mountains and fjords.
This tiny conclave being the entire world for a short while.
Day trips with people who have cars to bathe in a geothermal hot spring or see a waterfall without any tourists.
Daily routine of sauna, cold water baths, and a Bragðarefur ice-cream from the diner.
A visually stunning contrast between the clean natural elements, and the colorful, derelict buildings and tools.
Between homes and countries, a little winter party is happening at the edge of the world.
A special shoutout to Annska, Vaida, Alex and Tyler - all of whom have made this time and this town more special than it already was, I’m grateful that our paths crossed.
Witnessing its shift from end of winter to beginning of summer.
Meeting locals, immigrants and passersby.
Getting a lift from the star of a crime-show that I watched on Netflix years ago in my living room in Tel-Aviv.
Surrounded, embraced and trapped by mountains and fjords.
This tiny conclave being the entire world for a short while.
Day trips with people who have cars to bathe in a geothermal hot spring or see a waterfall without any tourists.
Daily routine of sauna, cold water baths, and a Bragðarefur ice-cream from the diner.
A visually stunning contrast between the clean natural elements, and the colorful, derelict buildings and tools.
Between homes and countries, a little winter party is happening at the edge of the world.
A special shoutout to Annska, Vaida, Alex and Tyler - all of whom have made this time and this town more special than it already was, I’m grateful that our paths crossed.
