Author: Charlie Winters
I’m Starting a Cult: Really, How Hard Can It Be?
In the woods of Iceland, a figurehead stands at a podium wrapped in gold-adorned silk. The congregation kneels before them…
What a Drag: A maiden voyage into the wild and wonderful world of drag
The lights are burning straight into my eyes. One wobbly step at a time I click-clack onto the stage like…
Horrortropes: Fantastical Fortunes
by Catherine Magnúsdóttir and Charlie Winters
Don’t fear your fortune (or do, it’s up to you) The Dark Lord Skuggamyrkur’s armies are beating down the forces…
Blue Lagoon 2: The Lost World™
The evolution of luxury tourism is just one eruption away The azure waters wash over you. The innate healing properties…
Still Single, Hoping to Mingle: Bad advice for finding queer love
When you arrive the first thing that you notice is that the sun never sets on this queer little island….
A Thinkle For Your Tinkle
On public toilets and public decency in Reykjavík We’ve all been there, running around with a wide-eyed look using all…
I’m Mad: Let Me Count The Ways
You say to yourself, “Slow breaths… in through the nose… out from the mouth… þetta reddast… it’ll all be fine.”…
Vampires! They’re Back!
Dear reader, you are in danger. For they have returned. Ready your garlic, your stakes, your pitchforks, your torches. They…
Ready for the Airwaves Shaka Brah
A helpful guide to concert etiquette The pounding baseline echoes in your chest. You can catch glimpses of the stage…
Thrifted, Bought, Stolen: The Halloween costume advice you seek is here
Witches cackle as they exchange snus on the corner of Hverfisgata. A werewolf tries to charm the sexy nun under…
At The Route Of The Problem
Uncovering the physics and intrigue of Reykjavík’s transit system Time doesn’t seem to pass as you hold your phone to…
A Story of How Iceland Fell
The end of days in the North Atlantic Day 5012 since the great disappearance. The metal shell of this braggi…
The Rocks of Tjörnin Called Tjörnin Rocks
Waves crash against mossy stones. Plants sprout from every corner of this lush natural landscape. The squawk of seagulls intermingles…
Behold The Chrome Majesty
Discovering the secrets of the swimsuit dryer The wet feet shlop against the tiled floors. Water from the showers batters…
HELP! I Am Stuck In A Parking Lot Again
The husks of empty cars lie silent and unmoving. The painted lines meet in jagged corners marking acceptable parking spots….