[high-pitched rewind whine] [projector humming] i grew up as a big-headed baby in seattle, moved to nicaragua when i was three, made friends with parrots and sloths. moved back to washington state when i was five, learned to play the bassoon. moved to illinois and joined the drama club, and eventually, i landed in los angeles as dunder mifflin s assistant to the regional manager. - please welcome rainn wilson. - rainn wilson. - yet for all my success, my wife and son, whom i love, a nice house, people tattooing my face on their feet. [beeping, whirring] [sighs] you d think i d be happier. [upbeat music] but like so many others, i struggle. to find fulfillment. amy. to find true joy. i need to be honest with you all. it s just i ve been going through a really hard time recently on a number of different levels, and i ve been feeling a little bit low, a little bit less than, a little depressed and humbled and lost these days. and so i ve churned through countless thera
Icelanders love their nature. around here, winter means being locked inside for months on end, so they learned not to take their surroundings for granted. look how beautiful this is. - i wanna say you get used to it, but you don t. [upbeat jazzy music] this fjord, we re in a pretty massive fjord. it s called hvalfjordur, or whale fjord. - you steer for a second. - right. so this is where we re going, huh? - yes. - mountains up ahead. this is with darri driving. there s his hand. - ha. - there s his meaty little hand. - rainn, are you coming back? you gonna take the wheel at some point? - um.at some point. - this is fun. it s fun, though. [sea birds calling] you know, rainn, if we wanna do this the real old-school icelandic way, we really should drop our trunks.