Eventually he just decided to sail south so he loaded up his family and a couple friends and they left Iceland. They sailed for weeks until they came upon a huge, uninhabited island. The island was mostly covered in ice but Erik loved it. He spent the next three years living and exploring this new island he called “Erik’s Land.” After his three years were over he decided to go back to the Iceland council and ask if he could be declared the official finder of his new land and then bring back more people to live on his land. While sailing back he decided to call it Greenland to make it seem more welcoming and inhabited than it was. “Hello friends,” Erik boomed as he strolled into the council of the Iceland high chiefs. He had a smile on his face and a pep in his step as he went to the chair he was now excited to sit in. He looked at the three men before him, all the same in appearance as before yet this time they all wore the same confused expression. “Haven’t seen you in a while killer,” the little man said and then laughed big belly laughs at his own joke. The little man knew he was the funniest in all of Iceland but no one had a good enough humor to appreciate his comedian