Monday, September 23

We have booked into a capsule hostel in Akureyri called Hafnarstræti Hostel, because it occupies Hafnarstræti 99-101. It contains 62 pods or capsules. I have number 43, an upper storey pod.

People asked me before I came if I would find it claustrophobic. I wake up thinking that the night felt like camping in the world’s best tent: no cold, no hard ground, no rain, no wind. I had a choice of levels of air conditioning, so I did not get stuffy either.

On my way back from the shower I photograph a section of the pods. I exchange WhatsApp messages and photos with Irma. I feel childishly happy.