Thingvellir—we write it Þingvellir—is the valley where the people of Iceland have gathered every year since 930 CE. It’s a rift valley, right on top of the mid-Atlantic ridge, widening at an eye-watering 2 cm per year thanks to plate tectonics.

Which may serve to explain the silly ritual we observe as we greet each other there.

“How was your journey, Jón?”

“It feels longer every year, Sigríður.”

Imagine how tedious this joke will be in another thousand years!

@FutzleFiction *giggle* two immortals, each only see each other at this event & exchange increasingly calcified dad jokes™️

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