Datensklaven

Welcome to Iceland. Do bundle up.

It’s colder than it looks. Nate Tyler, Brendon Gibbens and Dion Agius contemplate the degrees of separation.

Here’s the church, here’s the steeple, go to Iceland, see no people.

Sure, it’s easy to find Dion. But can you find Brendon?

The Nordic dream.

Nate’s armpit trick.

Nate, Brendon, Dion.

Their house was three icebergs down on the right.

Iceland’s world famous botanical gardens.

Leif Erickson would go.

Nate Tyler hopes for a flush…

…But prays not to get flushed.

It beats the Lowers walk.

Brendon Gibbons’ freeze dried tail whip.

Black throated perfection.

Nate Tyler with slob by a knob.

The mountain and the man. Dion Agius.

The Icelandic hate Instagrams of Aurora Borealis.

Brendon Gibbons

Step into Robert Van Winkle’s fantasy.

Brendon Gibbons reverts to holistic medicine instead of taking a chill pill.

The Titanic would be doomed…

…but not the Jokulsarlon.