PARIÍSARÞRÁ- Paris desire- PARIS DÉSir

This was all a big misunderstanding.

Place an Icelandic farmer—steeped in old ways—on a walking tour through the streets of Paris, where he is expected to recount a love story, role-play in a French Revolution reenactment, and indulge in the delights of sidewalk cafés... all while constantly comparing everything to Iceland and his former reality.

The Seine is just a mud puddle with no salmon, and Notre Dame is lower than Hallgrímskirkja in Reykjavík. It makes the situation more complex when his travel companions are Icelanders too- the worst-case scenario. 

He aimed to be free of them, and these walks were never meant to be; 

Then watch how the spirit of Paris slowly takes him over.

And his co-travellers too. Everything changes.