One night of my trip, I went to a queer bar/club/space in Reykjavík called Kiki. Even though I rarely-if-ever go to bars/clubs in my regular life, I felt like it was my civic duty as a traveling gay to attend services.
TL;DR I got a beer, sat by myself, finished the beer, and left.
Nobody talked to me, I didn’t talk to anyone.. it was fine. Watched some cuties dancing. S’aright.