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Where to go if you’re gay [and lonely] in Iceland

So during my solo trip in Iceland last year I was very single and ready to mingle. So I hit the bar scene and made some very nice queer friends including a girl I had a little fling with. All was fun and games but I wanted to share some tips about where to go in Reykjavik to mingle as a queer person.

Hlemmur Square

Hlemmur square is actually described as an “upscale hotel and restaurant” but if you sit at the bar, you can look around and find several other queer people including the bartenders. Many young and older people frequent there and have a great time. The chef is also very nice and loves to give hugs 🙂 Pro tip, don’t hit on a bartender though… most are taken.

KiKi

KiKi is a late night bar most definitely. I would go there after eating at Hlemmur Square and after having a couple of drinks at the next bar I will mention. They have great music and dancing (and cheaper drinks too!). Be ready to stumble home at 4am back to your hostel after going here.

Gaukurinn

This was by far my favorite bar as everyone was so friendly and this is where I really got to bond with my peers in Iceland. I got free drinks from the bartender because I was traveling by myself and it was just such a great place to catch a few drinks and hit up a conversation.

And that’s it! I went to other bars and music spots but not any I can recommend right now. I can post some other recommendations like best places to catch a quick bite or go for a dip in another post.

Have a great day beloveds ❤

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River Date

The yellow glow of sun

on my skin

Taste of coffee

on my lips

The booms of laughter

in the air

You pull your scarf off as we venture out of the city

I can see you so clearly

I watch you as you speak so passionately

Completely captivated by you

We get lost, turn around

Laughter again fills the air between us

We pull up to the trail and set out

On our tiny adventure

Smelling the barbecues, hearing the voices of children, seeing the colorful hammocks

We both feel at home

We see the water

Off come our clothes

Her eyes gazing into mine

We float in the water

Gazing up at the sky

Picking rocks, holding hands

Hours may have gone by

But we still sit here

Gazing into each other’s eyes