Hospitality

The door to Bessastadir was wide open for us when we got there tonight for the reception*, and then Olafur Ragnar told us to walk anywhere we wanted, sit anywhere we wanted, stay as long as we like. The wine kept coming around, and the little sandwiches. His comments were warm and charming, and he seemed really genuinely happy to have a bunch of nerdy archaeologists in the house. It was a nice night, no doubt about it. 

*I always have the impression in fact that the door is unlocked, it being the people's house and all. But that can't be right. 

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